My first ever dinner in the Hague was from a pizza place called New York Pizza. If you remember from a previous post, I arrived in the Hague really late on a Sunday night (past midnight) so my first true dinner was the following night when a few of us hung out a Marco’s place. Thankfully he knew to stock the fridge with Coca-Cola light (known as diet coke in the States).
Later on during that trip, Marco and I stopped at the pizza place a second time, this time in the dead of the night… to get brownie bites and cinnamon roll bites. They must have thought we were stoners.
(We weren’t. Aren’t!)
Then you also have fries, with pindasaus (peanut sauce). The wrapper says Gezondste patat van Nederlands! or Healthiest fries in the Netherlands. I am not sure how to describe pindasaus but both Marco and Roger love it. I am not quite sure how I feel about it yet, but in moderation, it’s not too bad.
Of course, you would never ever see me put it on top of the fries. Always on the side, but that’s because I hate when most foods touch. Yuck. I’ve gotten a bit better over the years but still. (Note: I would still eat them if it was on top. I just definitely don’t prefer it.)
Thankfully Marco always has a huge jar of pindakaas around. That word translates to “peanut cheese” but it really means peanut butter. Apparently us Americans have a big fascination with it… I didn’t really believe my Dutch friends until I saw a commercial for peanut butter snickers last year. However, I do like the Hershey’s Take 5 candy bar once or twice a year. It has chocolate, caramel, peanut butter, peanuts, and pretzels in it. Yes, pretzels. (Yum.)