Sunday, May 13, 2007

Gourmet Misconception


Two weeks ago before I got sober (read: sick) and when the weather was warm, dry, and sunny, Dutchman and I were at the Dutch sister in IJsselstein for dinner. The lekker menu on the table: Gourmet - something typically Dutch.

Now, you’d think the Dutch gourmet has something to do with the finest food you can find in the Netherlands? Wrong.


The long dining table set right outside the doors to the garden with the gourmet appliance in the middle. Me waiting for the gourmet! And that’s my 11-year old niece wearing my tiny black high-heel sandals – they had a laugh about it, they think I have the tiniest feet. Well, I always felt I need to wear high-heels in this country otherwise I would look like a midget.

Okay, here’s what dictionary.com says about our new word for the day - Gourmet:

Noun - a connoisseur of fine food and drink; epicure.

Adjective - of or characteristic of a gourmet, esp. in involving or purporting to involve high-quality or exotic ingredients and skilled preparation: gourmet meals; gourmet cooking.

Adjective - elaborately equipped for the preparation of fancy, specialized, or exotic meals: a gourmet kitchen.

That’s what the world says about gourmet but this is what the Dutch says about it:



Tadaaah... This is the Dutch Gourmet! Small slices of meat – shaorma, chicken, beef, pork, little burgers, and even mini omelettes and pancakes cooked underneath. Pretty much grilling in a flat electric pan, I should say.


Gourmet close-up. With all the meat and potato, dinner will not be complete without a dose of salad to balance up. I quickly made this by mixing balsamic vinaigrette, herbs, dash of sugar and pepper, and olive oil, and adding sun-dried tomatoes and parmesan cheese. Simple and nothing fancy really.


So now you will not be fooled, you know what this gourmet cooking or food is in the Netherlands. It’s also pronounced literally as it is spelled: gour-met with the “t”, so make no mistake of saying, gour-may.

Tip: I strongly advise to do gourmetten outdoors. The strong after smell will stick to the walls, ceilings, and curtains. It lingers, and will take days, maybe weeks even to recover back the fresh and homely ambience your living/dining room used to have.

And, reports for this weekend? It’s a bit slow. I still have a husky manly voice and half of the time I am deaf. Despite the erratic downpour and sunshine, I met up with Yankeegirl yesterday Saturday in Utrecht. We had big mouths we forgot it was already 6PM!

Today Sunday is lazy day. I am in my underwear now at home, with a blanket tagging along, and sneezing all day while writing this entry and uploading pictures, and ordering Dutchman (my willing slave; he corrected me earlier, he said maid) – bring me my water; I want my chips; give me my bag; close the curtains; my blanket please; take this to the kitchen; where are my tissues!?; ah well, you get the point
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Hopefully next weekend is a promise of a beautiful day and no more sneezing!

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