‘Life Is Endlessly Delicious’ Ruth Reichl

Saturday 23rd –

 
We took a shuttle to the train station and it was a first train ride for most of them.  

 

The train offers a good view of the surroundings so it’s always a nice thing to take it at least once.

We left the train once we got to Amsterdam central and from there we all began our walk to ‘The Lobby’ to have some breakfast.

Much was already seen and learnt during the first little bit.
Aunty Gail and Miles learnt about the amount of bikes quickly and during one instance a bike with a kid sitting in front rushed towards Miles, who scarcely had time to jump out of the way,
yelling to the rest of us that he had almost become a father (Meaning the kid had almost landed in his lap) πŸ˜†

We sat down to enjoy our breakfast.
Once again admiring the decor, as it was the same place we had eaten at when Pro and Josh were out.

Pancakes, eggs, salmon, french toast, coffees, hot chocolates and more was brought out and enjoyed πŸ΄πŸ‘ŒπŸ»  

 

As we were leaving I left an art card at the newspaper table there πŸ˜ŠπŸ—žπŸ“°  

 

🍴 The Lobby 

After that it was time to explore some of Amsterdam.  

 

It was rather chilly out so we were walking fairly steadily while mixing in the odd store to warm up inside.

The flowers never seem to lose their charm for mom and Aunty (and me to a point)… Kind of like food never looses its charm😏  

 
I had complimented Aunty on her runners earlier in the day and as it turned out I seen them in a storefront window.
They didn’t stay there πŸ˜‰  

 

Mom and Aunty wanted to make sure and catch some bells ringing 😏 β›ͺ️ πŸ””  

 

I wanted to try a cookie.
Mike and I had read about a certain little place called ‘Van Stapele, Koekmakerij’ that was supposed to have the best, fresh chocolate cookies with white chocolate oozing inside.  

πŸͺ Van Stapele Cookies πŸͺ
 
Mom and I tried them fresh and bought a few for later at the hotel.
They were very tasty but it’s hard NOT to enjoy a fresh out of the oven cookie.
I think they just aren’t used to homemade cookies like we are in Canada 😏πŸͺ
Mom gave the girls working there one of her art cards.

Right across the street was a place selling fries which also tempted the taste buds.
Dad went and ordered them all by himself🍟😏  
 

He also got mayo and the typical Dutch peanut sauce to go with… I really enjoy the peanut sauce and after a timid testing of it, the others all liked it too 😊

As we walked along further we passed a bench and that doesn’t seem like a special thing considering we were in Amsterdam but something about that one clicked in Mikes head.
He told us he thought the bench from the movie ‘The Fault In Our Stars’ was supposedly around the area we were.
Turns out it was that exact bench but there was an interesting speciam occupying it at that time though 😏  

 

A very random occurrence and the movie wasn’t a special one to any of us but it was still a kind of funny/cool thing to just happen upon.

We went into a couple of cheese stores and probably emptied out all their sample bowls since everyone but Aunty was testing 😜
They had some unique flavours such as lavender, vanilla and coconut.  

 

The first two were not good but the coconut was realllllly not good.
Cheese and coconut are not to be mixed.

Rijksmuseum was next on the list.  

 

It was wandered through fairly quickly as we were all getting tired of walking by then.
Mom and I had some laughs when she asked me about a museum piece and I had an in-depth explanation in response, which was in no way accurate 😜
We did that a few more times…we are super serious museum folks πŸ˜‰

There was a guy playing some kind of drum thingy outside of the museum as we left so we stopped and listened.  

Mom and Aunty ended up buying cd’s πŸ˜‹πŸ’½

The walking continued… Seeming as though it would never end.  

We passed by a man selling bracelets for the second time that day.
We had spoken to him earlier and he was friendly and told me he’d make a bracelet smaller for me if we stopped back to get it later.
Mike and my bracelets we got in Prague (almost a year ago exactly) were starting to wear out.
Mike found a replacement in Croatia and I found mine there😊

‘The Pantry’ was chosen to eat at based on trip advisor reviews and closeness.
Offering good, typical Dutch meals.
Mike and I shared chicken in the peanuty sauce and I think Miles had it as well.
Mom and Aunty each got a type of beef served with a warm beet salad and Dad had salmon.
It was maybe a bit different then what most of us would have regularly chosen but it was tasty for what it was and allowed us all to get a sense of what the Dutch eat.

We searched for a boat to take us back to the train station but by then they were all closing or charging ridiculous prices.

We managed to hop on a bus and get to the correct train… Enjoying the non walking that was in effect.

Mom was really tired and was pretending to be the one crying when a baby behind her would cry, which in turn made us all laugh but mom the most (laughter with tears so then she really was crying, but happilyπŸ˜‚).
Turned out the baby’s name was Bonnie too 😜

We hung out at mom and dads room for the evening.
Resulting in me getting a foot rub from dad ☺️
(He gives Pro a foot rub whenever he visits her and he makes sure each of us girls get one if we are all up at the cabin.
A tradition he may be sad he started…but he did😏)

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One thought on “‘Life Is Endlessly Delicious’ Ruth Reichl

  1. Haven’t been into my cheese stash yet. Glad I convinvced you to try the coconut one but you got me back on the goat cheese πŸ˜›
    I went back to poutine on the day we got home. Not sure I need peanut sauce for a bit but that may change.

    Those ‘eyes’ though πŸ˜‰

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