I want to start by saying that this meal was wholly improvised and I’m quite proud not only of the result – a comforting and healthy homeland staple reminiscent of my childhood – but also because of what it represents – the spirit of using pantry and fridge odds and ends that may have otherwise ended up in the bin. This dish is called mancare de mazare in Romanian, which literally means food of peas.…
On Wednesday last week I didn’t have lunch so I walked over to the Albert Heijn by my office to grab a salad. I decided for some reason that it would be a good idea to get three bags of groceries and haul it all home on my hour long bike-ride. Don’t know if I’ll be repeating lunchtime grocery shopping anytime soon. But anyway on this ill-fated grocery trip I did manage to find a…
This past Friday after a tiring week I made a beeline to happy hour at my new favourite spot De Vondeltuin in Vondelpark. Too many double wines and a clumsy bike ride later we found ourselves at yet another garden themed bar (one decidedly less garden-like) – De Biertuin on the Prinsengracht. I didn’t get home until way past my bedtime. The start of bad decisions… I woke up early on Saturday morning. Too early.…