This weekend, Lepeltje Lepeltje is paying us a visit. The name of the festival literally means little spoon little spoon, and indeed, spoons of all kinds and sizes were everywhere.
What would you do if you heard a food festival is going to visit your little town? Well, visit it and stuff your belly with all kinds of goodness, of course!
That was my plan, but it didn’t work out quite the way I expected, because it turned out to be pretty expensive. I managed to get myself some delicious stuff to count as dinner, but by far I wasn’t able to try all of the yummy things I’d like to. And there was plenty.
As you can see, I treated my belly like a typical Dutch foodie: a puntje (cone paper bag) of “biological” fries (whatever that means) with obligatory mayonnaise, a surf’n’turf beef burger with shrimp (which had my name on it!), and a Grolsch Puur Weizen beer. Not particularly runner’s food, but I allow myself some pleasures from time to time.
Other things offered, which I wanted to try, but ran out of money, included: artisan wine, edible insects, home-made cake, products from an old-style, “natural” chicken farm, pancakes, food from Suriname, and plenty more… maybe it’s better for my stomach that I couldn’t really afford more, after all.
There was also cool live music and a market with handmade and vintage things, which I forgot to visit.
There will be a running update soon as well, I promise! Just out of time recently.