A few weeks ago we traded the Gouda ‘city life’ (and I use the term loosely) for a midweek of quiet relaxation on one of our Dutch islands, Texel. This was, like, our very first time there. We were total Texel virgins. Little did we know. Now you have to understand that my country is to tiny you could fit it into the state of Texas about 22 times. So for…
Thanks for entering everyone! You guys are pie lovers for sure! Not a typically Dutch thing for the holidays, and not something I eat or make very often, but I’ll dive into some old cookbooks to see what I can come up with. Random.org gave me #103, which is Michelle. Please contact me via kay@kayotic.nl or use the contact form in my site so I can get you your package! Hope you’ll…
Last time I took you with us on our after dinner walk through the park, right next to my house. This time we went on an afternoon stroll in yet another side of the park. Taking these shots for you opens my eyes to those things I’ve been taking for granted. Man, it’s gorgeous around here, especially during autumn.
It was somewhere around 5:45pm today—we had just finished a fancy dinner of skillet baked potatoes, fish sticks and peas & carrots (sick kid’s choice)—when the doorbell rang. Package delivery! I took the package, looked at it and that’s when it happened… “I had died and gone to Lawry’s heaven!”. A few weeks ago I noticed something disturbing; my lemon pepper stash was shrinking at a rapid pace. Tried to locate some online, but…
Enough of all the food talk. Time for some exercise… last time I took you downtown with me. I also showed you a little about how we celebrate Queensday. Today it’s family time. How about a long walk? I’m taking you with us on our after dinner walk. Usually somewhere between 6 and 6:30pm we grab our shoes and go outside for a long walk. When the sun is…
Well, you have to try everything once in your life, right? That applies to food as well, or so I tell my son when I want him to eat whatever strange concoction poured from my kitchen that evening. So when Jody from Where’s My Damn Answer—four wonderful women chronicling day to day life in an amusing and sometimes touching way—was sweet enough to mail me a white trash package (as…