This time Monique is around to go for Ijs (Jason already had his double for the day). I decide to try the Hazelnoot. Mary was convinced by my enthusiasm yesterday to go for the Aardbei (Strawberry) . Unfortunately when we get there, they were out of milk (?) so she had to get a cone instead of a milkshake. Monique got the Walnut, which was very good. I was excited for a moment because I thought they had coffee ijs, but it was a mistake. I got the Aardbei, because it is brilliant, and I can always try the Hazelnoot some other time (it's like Nutella, right?)
This is Mary with her Aardbei cone.
On the way back I take a moment to reflect on how I like to eat my ijs. They come served in extra-long sugar cones, easily twice the length I am used to in the States. The thing is, I like to have an equitable distribution of ijs to cone, so I eat simultaneously from the top and the bottom in order to not wind up with lot's of leftover cone after the ijs is but a memory. This is complicated because you have less profilactic against getting melted ice cream all over you so you have to eat with precision and dilligence (and speed).
I do basically the same thing with pizza slices as well. I like to take the crust off and run it along the inside of the slice so that there is "an equitable crust-to-pie ratio". I don't have much patience for leftover crusts. Maybe I could find a repurposing for pizza crusts, but empty sugar cones? I'll get back to you on that one.
Turns out Mary has a predilection for milkshakes, and can only get so far with a straight cone. Luckily I was available to finish the job.
Got some great items from the woman across the courtyard to use in the still lifes.
Here is what we look like (from behind) delivering invites to the peopl of Nijerveen (say it: Nye-ur-vain)
After delivering over 600 invites ( a story in itself) we found ourselves at the end of a cul-de-sac that had a couple of families hanging out in the road. Much to our delight one of them was the fellow that had been so generous with us at the church, taking us in and playing organ for us.
We wound up having coffee with him and his wife until it got dark. I still don't know his name, but we had a lovely time.
