So Unsatisfactorily Satisfied

Friday Sept 15th – 


We got up and relaxed, drinking our coffee, visiting and eating waffles, which were specially requested and made for the smallish humans and enjoyed by all sizes of humans πŸ˜‰


The girls got to go out to the zoo with there grandparents and us ‘older’ girls got to go out shopping.

It was fun to be together but none of us LOVE shopping. We do it with a purpose and when that purpose isn’t fulfilled, it becomes work😏

Lunch was the most looked forward to event and it was delicious.


But delicious 😜


We went to Shannon’s Cheescakes the place I’d taken the husband’s family the week before.

We were going to have wraps and the regular sized ones are very big, so we figured we would try the mini ones.

After waiting 30 minutes to get them, they disappeared all too quickly in a few, mouth wateringly good bites.

I don’t know the last time I’ve ever felt so hungry, right after eating πŸ˜‚

I got a grilled, corn beef wrap and it was SO good and the mini WOULD have been a perfect size if we were only just starting to get hungry instead of beeeeing hungry and then waiting on top of it πŸ˜‰

We left, satisfied and equally unsatisfied πŸ˜πŸ‘ŒπŸ»

We joked that we should order more wraps and say that we were taking them back for our husbands and then just eat them in the car but we figured we could make due until we could eat the turtle cheesecake we took with us πŸ™ˆ



We continued to shop around and kill time and then a sign for coffee and crepes was spotted and that’s enough to make anyone turn around and park 😜

It was a little confusing because once the sister googled it, it came up as a church?

It for sure had a sign for crepes and a menu on the window but it also totally had a sign that read ‘Restoration Church’.

We went in, the open door showing many little tables and what looked like a serving counter, being a large help in the decision to enter or not πŸ˜‰πŸ˜‹

It was indeed a little cafe and had only been open two weeks, thus the lack of reviews.

We ordered a blueberry and lemon scone that looked and sounded tantalizing and a Nutella crepe.

We sat down and it was a lovely little place.

                           ~ The Porch ~


Bright, light and slightly industrial decor, soft christian music playing and a relaxed atmosphere in general.

The scone? So good 🀀

It had only the lightest, yet totally there, hint of lemon and the flavours and soft crunchy-ness combined made for one mighty fine scone πŸ˜πŸ‘ŒπŸ»

The crepe had a hint of almond flavouring throughout and was also very tasty.


Those two nibbles were shared by us all and filled in the void that lunch had left πŸ˜‹

Some little humans were retrieved from school, pizza picked up for supper and then we headed back to the house, ready to let the couches and coffee pot do their jobs 😏

We didn’t find any clothing but I did find an absolutely PERFECT rug for either my craft room or living roomπŸ˜†πŸ’•πŸ‘ŒπŸ»πŸ‘


(A picture of it will follow when I’m not trying to keep it out of the husbands vision to avoid his comments ;P)




Saturday Sept 16th – 



Up until noon, the day was mostly spent as a Saturday should be.

In comfortable clothes, drinking coffee, eating cheesecake for breakfast and visiting with ones sister ☺️

That only lasted so long though, before we headed outside to work off a bit of said cheesecake πŸ˜œπŸ‹πŸ»β€β™€οΈ

The nieces had much to do with their cousins, so I didn’t see them all that much but I got hugs here and there and then they went back to playing so it was pretty much perfect πŸ˜‰πŸ˜‹

The guys returned from their hunting expedition and looked it.

Less groomed then normal, a slight and light but still there, outdoorsy/unpleasant scent and stories of ‘man time in the wilderness’ 😎

The visiting continued for a while and then the time came to say goodbyes.

It was a fabulous little visit and I was so thankful it worked out to see each other πŸ’•


We ended up getting stuck in a traffic jam for a long time but finally, we made it back to our place in Anthem πŸ™„

Weary hunters washed up and then naps were taken until that evening when we headed out for a bite to eat at Sauce.

The restaurant who’s mac and cheese I had been dreaming of.



‘And then… on that fateful night, her fork lifted from the cheesy bowl a spiral macaroni noodle instead of shells?!!’ 

Why do restaurants change things that were already perfect?! πŸ€·πŸ»β€β™€οΈ

Whether it was due to that unexpected bit or just too much fantasizing about it before hand, it wasn’t as good as my memory served it up to be πŸ˜”πŸ’”

Author: jessicapeters95

Hello humans 😊 This is where you learn about me I suppose, though anyone reading this right now most likely knows all the boring details ;) I am Jessica Rose Peters-Hagenouw. (Always thought I'd be able to pronounce my married name but hey, life doesn't go as we plan.) June 11, 1995, tis the day Robert and Bonnie Peters received the most adorable, amazing, wonderful, surprise 3rd child they could have dreamed of. Speaking of being the third child, I have an older brother and an older sister. Both of whom are married and have wee little families of their own, making 'Aunty Jess' another name I go by. I grew up and have lived all of my years up till November 2015 in Saskatchewan, Canada. Making summers that are extremely short and winters that never end, vast open spaces, northern lights, unthinkable amounts of mosquitoes, lakes, forests and people waving to you on the grid road all different things that mean = Home. But Home is not where I'll be for some time. My husband is a Dutchman, living in Europe. Therefore I too have been living in Europe for the last few months. The reason I started this little blog/journal/writing thing, is to document a bit of my "whole new world," for those at home who wont be awake at 3:00 am wanting to hear about how I couldn't find flour at the grocery store. Thanks for stopping by and taking a peek into my little life 😊

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