Firstly my apologies to my early bird readers who only got a “part” post with no photographs yesterday, it seems that an earlier version of my post got saved instead of the final version.
A special “Thank You” to fellow blogger and regular reader Kiwiskan for letting me know so that I could fix it :)
Now I have to offer apologies to the same reader for this post, it seems that food photographs of luscious deserts and the like can be rather torturous at this reader’s breakfast time.
Since Kiwiskan is in New Zealand I’ve advised her to get even by posting photographs on her blog of all the yummies from home that I can’t get in the Netherlands.
Then we would be square and equally tortured.
It was late afternoon on a Friday last summer when Himself delivered Little Mr and three other little boys to a camp site in Belgium.Not being allowed to leave the country whilst on medical leave, I was dropped off at the last Dutch village before the border, which happened to be Borkel en Schaft.
The camp site was only ten kilometres over the border so Himself dropped them off as quickly as possible and arranged to come back and meet me for dinner.
Kiwi Daughter was away having a sleep-over at a friends’ place so with Little Mr deposited at the camp site we didn’t have to rush back to The Hague.
After checking out the architecture and history of the local church, I saw a promising looking café / restaurant called “de Zwaan” (the swan).
At first I thought they must be closing because there wasn’t a soul at the tables out the front, but I went inside to ask and then found out that the reason none of the patrons were out the front, was because they were all in a wonderful garden out the back.
Filled with sculptures and shade trees and flowers, I sat down and had a cup of tea whilst I waited for Himself to arrive. He duly arrived and we ordered… the evening was warm and the setting was lovely, the meal was nice and we ate as the sun set.
There was one burst of sunlight through the clouds that I attempted to capture, a different camera setting would probably have given a better result but I liked the photo anyway. It was dusk as we left for the journey home.
Restaurant “de Zwaan”
Mgr. Kuijpersplein 18
5556 VS Valkenswaard