Tomorrow I fly off to Den Haag to try and make some new BFFs within the young, international artists-who-use-textiles club. (A very different club from Textile Artists. We are waaaay edgier.You're just going to have to trust me on that one.) While I'm purportedly going on this trip because I have work in an exhibition that's opening on Saturday, the real reason for the voyage is so I can eat stracciatella yogurt for breakfast three days in a row.
This will be the scene: the window of my tiny studio flat will just reveal the choppy November waves and desolate stretch of sand of Scheveningen (hopefully the nudist section). It will be raining. I will know no one and so will have spent the day, the night, in silence, thinking, thinking, dreaming, thinking. Having walked all day through unknown streets amongst unfamiliar faces, hearing strange voices, my clothes soaked and chilled, I return home to the pot that I love. No not that pot. The yogurt pot. It will sit in the microfridge cold, and promising. Soft white folds cresting the top marked with dark, dark bitter freckles. Time will appear to stand still while I spoon it into my mouth, letting the chocolate just melt before I swallow it down.
Seriously, though, I do like this yogurt. I think one of the small pleasures of travelling in Europe is discovering different yogurt flavours. Don't laugh. I said "small pleasures". There are many greater ones too.
Three things to note: 1) I am not normally a sweets-in-yogurt kind of girl. But the chocolate in this is so bitter that it barely counts.
2) You can sometimes find this at Lidl in Glasgow. It comes in a 1 liter bucket with a handle! J was disgusted with me when I brought some home, but then he ate it all himself and now he must search the dairy section, unrequited. Weeping. Sucker.
3) This isn't a Dutch thing in particular. I think it's a continental Europe thing. And the picture up there is actually for a stracciatella quark which would also be pretty exciting. For me alone.
Ooh. And they have those almond cookies and stroopen in the Netherlands, too. I'll try to take pictures if I can ever stop eating the biscuits. If the images are grimy and flecked with crumbs, please forgive me.
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Posted by: Katie | February 19, 2009 at 11:12 AM
i second the feeling of both disgust and delight and going through a bug tub o' Stracciatella stuff from Lidl in one sitting. You convince yourself 'that'll last the week' but there's no chance....
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coconut yoghurt in Greece I remember from teenage
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