Visited Eric’s brother in the morning (in his new flat) and his father and stepmother in the afternoon (in their new flat).
Today was also Waffle Day in Sweden so for dinner I had waffles fresh off the griddle, with strawberry jam.
Visited Eric’s brother in the morning (in his new flat) and his father and stepmother in the afternoon (in their new flat).
Today was also Waffle Day in Sweden so for dinner I had waffles fresh off the griddle, with strawberry jam.
Can you imagine how she feels about being called a “waffle”?
And every day is waffle day here in Belgium.
Ah, but Swedish waffles are way better than Belgian ones! Light, slightly crispy, and not too sweet, so you can eat lots. Belgian waffles (as I remember them) almost had lumps of sugar in them.
Yes, the lumps of sugar thing is true. And they’re thicker and softer. When I first arrived here I couldn’t get over the fact that every underground station was filled with a sickly sweet smell, as they all have waffle stands. Now I hardly even notice.