… there was milk, and that fairly quickly led onto fois gras, smoked salmon and champagne. Et voila! A foodie was born. And what better location for a foodie to live, eat and write than beautiful Amsterdam? Where every restaurant is a mere bicycle pump’s throw from your front door, and the rain makes a handy excuse for whiling away afternoons in cafes sampling the apple cake…
After a fairly short-lived foray into blogging on myspace – which resulted mainly in propositions by Egyptian men and not, funnily enough, in a job as a food critic – I decided to join the blogging masses and start this journal. Some days you may find literary tomes about the latest restaurant I’ve visited, whilst other days there may be just a few lines about what I’m having for dinner 🙂 But however long, short, literary or lackadaisical the entries, bring your appetite!
Yours hungry,
Vicky