Haarlem, my home town, had a culinary festival this weekend. My girlfriend and I popped down on the Grote Markt by around two. We then made a lovely four hour culinary trip, moving from stall to stall, drinking champagne, wine and even a few cocktails. The food varied from simple favourites like carpacchio and nachos, to such delicacies as gravad lax, tuna with tzatziki and a tompouce of lobster and calf cheeks.
We even found a spot of dessert in the shap of a very nutty brownie with vanilla icecream.
The weather helped us a little, by only raining hard when we were sheltered and even surprised us with a bit of sun in between.
Oh, and between the food and nibbles, I had a wonderful time looking at the people. I even popped the odd shot
1985 - Spain/France; 1986 - Alpi Orobico; 1988 - Spanish Meseta; 1989 - Pyrenees; 1991 - Turkey; 1992 - Egypt; 1993 - Eastern USA; 1995 - Syria and Jordan; 1996 - India and Nepal; 1999 - China and Tibet; 2000 - Friesland; 2001 - Mexico and Guatamala; 2002 - York; 2003 - Ardennes; 2004 - Delmarva and Idaho; 2005 - Los Angelos.