We are back from the Continent. The UK border patrol didn't want to let me back in this time. They pulled me aside and consulted a supervisor and put The Fear in me but finally relented just in time for us to catch our ferry from Calais.
We did not buy souvenirs, but we did bring home sausages and cheeses and mustards and other delightful foods from Germany and France. (All the perishables went into the cooler that plugs into the cigarette lighter, a device that Steve calls the "CoolTron.") Steve picked out this spread that I was not enthusiastic for him to purchase, but it has changed my life. Its introduction into our home is one of the best things that has ever happened to me. It tastes like spreadable digestive biscuits. Mmmmm.
4 comments:
Spreadable spekolaas (dutch spelling)? That's amazing! I need to try that some time... Sounds like an awesome trip :)
There's nothing like a spread that will change your life. For me it was Cheez Whiz followed closely by Smoothy Peanut Butter. Life was simpler went I was young.
KWB
The Dutch spelling is "speculaas"
:-)
Oops! You're totally right. I must have been really tired when I wrote that...
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