I left New Zealand mid-2003, bound for Istanbul and a new lif. After two years, a Belgian guy lured me into his world, deep in the heart of Europe. For a long time I was an in-process immigrant. One day we married. These days it's about photography, a little red wine and wandering ... and so the journey goes.
Saturday, January 21, 2006
A Kitchen Conversation
He said, 'Chips and bread together ... Belgians would find that quite strange'.
'Bread and marzipan is odd beyond words', I replied.
He said, 'I could say the same about peanut butter and banana sandwiches ...'
'That's not strictly Kiwi, it might just be a Diane thing. Anyway, Hutsepot'.
'Vegemite'.
'Potato and carrots mashed together.'
Tomato sauce on everything.'
'Horsemeat.'
'I don't buy it'.
'Mmmmmm, but it's a Belgian thing.'
'....................'
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