Oof.
Okay, if these were an illegal drug, I'd be in rehab. What are they? Oh, my friends, if you have not experienced the little slice of heaven that are siroopwafels (see-roop-vaf-uhls), you have not experienced one of the most addictive food substances currently in existence. Siroopwafels are basically two wafers (waffles, hence the name, eh?!) with a thin, but incredibly dense, layer of delectable, chewy, caramel filling between them. And the density of the caramel filling makes them incredibly, incredibly heavy...their light waffle-like appearance is deceptive, actually. But they are dee-licious, no question about it! Made primarily in Holland, this means that my Dutch assistant, E., my, uh, primary supplier. It's bad, it's bad...and even worse for my girlish figure, she's been making lots of trips back home lately, so I've had access to a constant stream of them. I LIVED on these this summer during my trips to Amsterdam...they are the perfect combination of sweetness and and tummy-filling weight, and truly, the most addictive thing that you can consume: your brain even feels better with the first bite. It's downright scary. Anyway, E. (my assistant) and I were discussing the addiction factor of siroopwafels (verdict: very high) and she was saying that a friend of hers in the states was having a particularly bad craving for them one year. So, E. packed up several packages and headed down to the post office...and it wound up costing her almost $30 to mail $6 worth of siroopwafels! It's like trying to mail a box of rocks! In an effort to spread my siroopwafel addiction family-wide, I'll be toting a few packages home to the states in my carryon later on this week. So, if you see me in the airport and I seem to be listing off to one side due to a weight imbalance...siroopwafels it is!