As the 6 of us (plus 1) gathered around a picnic table at CNE, we started reminiscing about our trip to Europe in 2008, a trip that changed my perspective on life. What started this reminiscence was the new food truck at CNE called Dutch Frites.
The owner of this new player in town is an old friend of mine from high school. Although we haven’t spoken for many years, he is on my Facebook friends list, and so from time to time, we “like” and “comment” on each other’s posts and photos.
One day as I was checking out everyone’s updates, I saw his post promoting his food truck, Dutch Frites, and their debut at CNE this year. When we were in Amsterdam, we lived off Dutch fries and Wok to Walk, and so I was excited to learn that we can now get Dutch fries and kroket right here in Toronto.
So off hubby, our friends and I went to CNE to check out Dutch Frites and they did not disappoint. The only difference? We weren’t in Amsterdam. But it was nice to get a taste of it, even just for a moment. And it did bring us down a wonderful memory lane as we sat outside enjoying our Dutch snacks.
If you’ve never tried Dutch fries, you really should. When you think about it, it’s a simple concept. Fries and mayo. But for some reason, eating and dipping fries in mayo is just not the same as eating it out of a cone. Plus, Dutch Frites offers a variety of sauces in addition to regular mayo, such as garlic mayo, avocado mayo, curry ketchup, sate peanut sauce, sweet and sour and armageddon. And don’t forget the kroket and the stroopwafels!
What are you waiting for? Go to CNE and check it out!
As for us, reliving Amsterdam with our friends was a perfect way to spend the evening after a hard day of work.
Trust me, you’ll end up buying the entire store if you ever go grocery shopping on an empty stomach. Everything looks good and you can’t wait to get home so you can eat, eat and eat.
I’ve done that many times. And every time I do, I get home and I kick myself because there’s a huge cloud of regret looming over my me. And there’s the storage issue. When you have a condo sized fridge and a condo sized pantry, you’re kind of limited with space. Not to mention that we don’t need all that junk food!
So…what happened last Friday? I went grocery shopping on an empty stomach. Yup. I ended up with a BIG jar of cheese balls.
Oh how I love cheesy stuff. But the truth is I actually bought it for work. For my coworkers. Really I did. I’m bribing them to like me. Sad. I know.
The thing though, this big jar of cheese balls is currently sitting on our dining table since it’s the weekend and so it will sit there until Monday morning. Now, if you’ve ever had a big jar of cheese balls sitting on your table or counter, you know how hard it is to pretend that it’s not there. So I cracked it open thinking I’m just going to have one. Just one. But that one turned into two and that two turned into four and well…now I’m in trouble.
So let’s hope there’ll be some left for me bring to work on Monday or I’ll have nothing to bribe my coworkers with. Trust me, they love junk food and well, happy coworkers make a happy team.
This year is no different. Last week hubby already put in his request for hor d’oeuvres and other junk food. So on Friday I went to Food Basics and bought all kinds of food for this special day today: chicken wings, fries, popcorn chicken, jalapeño poppers, mushroom pastries, cranberry and goat cheese phyllo pastries, samosas, apple blossoms, Oreo ice cream, and Cheetos. Yup. All for today.
Welcome fat. Welcome.
It’s been like this for years. The difference is, I never had to worry about weight gain. I was always one of those girls other girls envied. No matter how much I ate, I never gained weight.
But now things are different. I guess being in my early thirties has sent my metabolism tumbling down. So late last year hubby and I decided, enough is enough. We’re going to start exercising and eating healthy. So I stopped shopping for our snack cabinet, started doing cardio every other day and started practicing Bikram yoga regularly, much to my body’s kicking and screaming.
You might remember from my new year’s resolutions that I have to lose 8 lbs. so I can fit into my beloved skirt. Well I’ve lost 2 so far. But guess what? All that hard work is going down to hell today. I’m probably going to gain that back and more all in one day. All because of our Super Bowl Sunday tradition.
I think maybe it’s time to change that, starting with next year’s Super Bowl. I’ll be buying a tray of veggies and fruits instead.
So…what’s in your Super Bowl?