Zwolle Knows How to Party
Last night was another first - a Dutch birthday party.
It was a fellow Dordt student's birthday, so her host family organized a little get-together for her. The party began rather simple - coffee, tea, cake, pie, and of course, "Lang zal ze leven." But just when we all thought that the festivites had ended, the host dad brought a table neatly decorated with more than enough Amstel, Heineken, and fine wines. We casually cracked a few, and within minutes the party was beginning to liven up.
The part that struck me most about the night was the Dutch hospitality shown by the host and hostess. They love to serve people. They won't even let you throw your napkin away by yourself. It's awesome on the verge of being shameful.
So for the hours that followed, upwards of six platters full of cheeses, meats, vegetables, and hors'devours were passed around, as well as countless bowls of Dutch munchies. Apparently they were impressed with our appetites (thirsts?), because the host dad made a second trip to the supermarket for another case of Heineken...and Gouda.
So if you enjoy an aged Merlot, a cold Heineken, and some good Gouda, head out to Zwolle. You shan't be disappointed.
It was a fellow Dordt student's birthday, so her host family organized a little get-together for her. The party began rather simple - coffee, tea, cake, pie, and of course, "Lang zal ze leven." But just when we all thought that the festivites had ended, the host dad brought a table neatly decorated with more than enough Amstel, Heineken, and fine wines. We casually cracked a few, and within minutes the party was beginning to liven up.
The part that struck me most about the night was the Dutch hospitality shown by the host and hostess. They love to serve people. They won't even let you throw your napkin away by yourself. It's awesome on the verge of being shameful.
So for the hours that followed, upwards of six platters full of cheeses, meats, vegetables, and hors'devours were passed around, as well as countless bowls of Dutch munchies. Apparently they were impressed with our appetites (thirsts?), because the host dad made a second trip to the supermarket for another case of Heineken...and Gouda.
So if you enjoy an aged Merlot, a cold Heineken, and some good Gouda, head out to Zwolle. You shan't be disappointed.
posted by Aaron at 2:22 PM
4 Comments:
And dad won't be disappointed either. Apparently his computer saavy has surpassed expectation and he has now figured out how to read your blog. He even printed one of your posts and brought it to church choir I think. Let's just hope he hasn't figured out how to read comments. Otherwise this blog could soon turn into an international EURC hit.
Printing blogs, huh? Isn't that illegal in most states? Oh well, I'm sure that Judy Van't Land and Joke Van Die are just dyinig to hear what I am up to.
Now that I know these posts are being printed, I liked to shout out a "nooner" to the choir.
Ok, I saw the STARR joke on another post and I thought I would address it on your most recent post. The STARR comment has been a little over-played in the recent years. Yes, I admit, I once had a dream about STARR. But, it was completely innocent, but at the same time, very realistic. All we did was sit in the hot tub...
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