With a gaping bleeding hole in my mouth, but not too far away in Merenwijk, a suburb just outside of Leiden, Franz, Maria and their young daughter Julia warmly invited me into their home for dinner.
Boerenkool met rookworst, cabbage and mashed potatoes with oak-smoked sausage + the oranje flag. The English condescendingly call boerenkool 'pig food', to which Julia was quite indignant.
The bright Julia.
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