Local Heart, Global Soul

June 1, 2018

This Fish Gets A Thumbs Up…

Filed under: ART,NEW ZEALAND,PHOTOGRAPHY,Quirky Design,WELLINGTON — kiwidutch @ 1:00 am
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Whilst driving around Wellington, New Zealand, I saw this little fish and chip shop. Look at the sign: I mean, a fish wearing a hat leaps out of the water to give you a wink and a thumbs up… What’s not to like?

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

January 20, 2018

Chip Flavours I Never Would Have Dreamed Of…

Filed under: PHOTOGRAPHY,SINGAPORE — kiwidutch @ 1:00 am
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There are always new things to see, do and experience when travelling abroad. Supermarkets are always a source of bewilderment, doubly so if there is a language barrier. Tastes and cuisines vary wildly and flavours popular in one country can appear bizarre in another. Nothing was more true when Little Mr and I passed by one of the smaller shops in the Suntec Mall in Singapore. On a stand just outside the entrance we spied some snacks… but I must say that “salted egg fish skins” crisps and “salted egg” flavoured chips were not too much of an instant attraction for us.

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

October 10, 2014

Eating Out That Ends Up As Win-Win On Many Levels…

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

I never thought I could enjoy a holiday in a large camping ground, packed with hundreds of  caravans, tents, static caravans and campers.

Himself and I are definitely “off the beaten track” kind of people, we love nothing better than getting away from the tourist traps, eating where the locals do and inhaling as much of the local culture as possible.

Ok, that last bit sounds a little bit wrong… rest assured we aren’t smoking anything, but rather trying to get the real flavour of somewhere new by blending in with the locals whenever possible.

That’s been easier on some occasions than others, Himself’s height often captivates peoples attention and instantly  marks us out as tourists but his passion for languages quickly puts people at ease because nothing stuns a little Portuguese /French/ German farmer more than a gigantic Dutchman asking for directions to a good local restaurant in very decent Portuguese / French or German. Of course now that we have children, and even worse picky children who fuss over what they will or won’t eat, “going local”  has had to be curtailed to some degree, but I am proud that despite my kids frustratingly difficult culinary habits, we have never ever eaten at certain fast food burger chain restaurants.

Personally  I’m not a huge fan of pizza places either but that’s only because I’m probably one of the small percentage of people who never really got a pizza habit, unlike the rest of my family for whom the words “Italian Restaurant ” are a little piece of magic promising pizza and pasta and upon which they would live happily three hundred and sixty five days of the year.

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

I was therefore in two minds about our decision to eat at the Pizzeria located on site at the Sandy Balls camp site . The rest of the family were relishing the idea but I wasn’t feeling the love for either pasta or pizza and wasn’t particularly looking forward to looking at a menu for the “least worst”  option.

Imagine my delight when we discovered that the pizzeria said it would be no problem for me to have fish and chips!

Now I’m not one hundred percent certain if it was on their own menu or if they collaborated with the snack bar close by, but we managed to get a meal where everyone got what they fancied on the day.

Kiwi Daughter even ditched her original pizza plans for fish and chips too, (by working out that she could get pizza “any time” at home but that fish and chips were a treat that we could only get in the UK or when back in New Zealand). Little Mr even wrangled the dreaded chicken nuggets out of us, I’ve long since banned Himself from buying them at home but we have a rule that on holiday we are allowed a treat, a rule that Little Mr is exploiting as much as he can humanly manage.

Himself  naturally went for the pasta option, Kiwi Daughter and I got a piece of fish each and then shared a portion of chips and the kids had shushies for drinks and ice-cream  for desert. Every one was happy, and Himself could even enjoy a glass of wine because he didn’t have to drive back. Win, Win.

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

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(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

January 6, 2014

The Biggest Serving Of Chips…

Filed under: BELGIUM,PHOTOGRAPHY — kiwidutch @ 1:00 am
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(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

Sometimes when you are driving through a new region or area, reoccurring themes start to appear as you look around you and are busy taking photographs.

Most of the world assumes that “French fries” must come from France, but the real truth is that ” French fries” as the snack we know then today originated in Belgium.  Both in Belgium and The Netherlands they are known as “friet” (fries)  and in some areas of Belgium as “Vlaamse frieten”  (Flemish fries).

One thing is for certain, the Belgium population loves it’s fries. I started taking a few photographs of advertising signboards along our route and for every photograph I captured here I probably missed at least two more.  There were advertisements for fries everywhere, in the end I lost count of how many I saw, there were so many.

The other thing I saw a lot of were stacks of firewood either as neatly stacked piles ready for the winter or as logs  drying out and waiting to be chopped into smaller pieces.  In true Sherlock Holmes fashion I clearly deduced that most of the homes along our route must have wood-burners as the main source of their winter heating.

What I like about both is the absolutely random variation of the sizes and styles they both displayed and how they give insight into local habits. (In Dutch cities no-one has any space for a large firewood supply, so open fires or log burners are a positive rarity). Countryside wood-burners, flickering amber embers and the roar and crackle of an open fire are things I really miss from my New Zealand childhood and are an experience that my own children rarely ever get to see. Fortunately we are not a family who eat fries very often at home at all. We indulge when on holiday as a treat, but once we reach our own door again we are fast back into our preferred home-cooked food with vegetables routine.  So between the “chips” and the wood chips, this would be the biggest serving of fries I have ever seen in a single day…

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

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August 6, 2012

Beer, Pies, Coffee and the Longest Chip We’ve Ever Seen…

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We are just north of Urenui, on the east coast of  New Zealand’s North Island and visiting the White Cliff Estate organic brewery, a.k.a. Brewery Mike’s.

Lunch has just arrived and whilst fries are not healthy, they and the pies are welcome on a hot day after our car journey.

Himself washes his food down with a beer and pronounces it very favourable indeed but the one for the road is definitely a coffee.

Kiwi Daughter scores the longest French fry we have ever seen, she holds it up to her face and it reaches from her forehead to just past her chin.

I then get a series of photographs where she tips her head back and tries to swallow it whole like she’s eating a Dutch pickled herring. I’ve deleted her face from one of the photos to give you and idea of  how long it was, the top is by her forehead and the bottom reaches past her chin. That must have been one massive potato!

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

July 27, 2012

Take-a-Way Tactics With Kids…

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Our children have a very particular habit… every time they see a MacDonald’s they start making big noises about wanting to eat there.  This doesn’t make sense on several levels; Firstly they know full well what their parents think of the quality of McDo… (we don’t call it “MacDon’t” for nothing! LOL)

The only time we consider eating there is when all other options look worse or, when there have been zero other food options in the vicinity (and that’s not very often, for which we are very thankful).

Secondly, on the very few occasions our offspring have eaten there they both confessed they didn’t actually like the food at all. Strangely enough the marketing seems to entrap them even though they know they don’t like the product.

Himself and I have just settled our things into the hotel for the night and Himself wants to go for a quick jog around the town and spy out what’s on offer on the take-a-way front, but a small battle of pester-power ensues because our children have spied a Mac’s just down the road.

Himself rolls his eyes as the kids plead and threaten not to eat anything else.  In the end I tell him to just leave me to talk sense into the kids and once he’s out the door I give them the bad news: Papa hates the stuff and won’t be buying it so instead the fish and chips we agreed on previously will be the only thing on offer.

There are two options available and you may pick either one of them but no whining will be tolerated. Option One: eat what is set before you and say Thank you. Option Two:  Go to bed hungry but do this in silence.

Both Kiwi Daughter and Little Mr. manage to squeeze in a few defiant protests and resolutions before Himself  gets back. He’s carrying fish ‘n chips wrapped in paper… funny how all  defiance utterly dissolved once it was unwrapped and the smell wafted out into the room.   Good old fish ‘n chips, the kids didn’t stand a chance!

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

July 7, 2012

Blues and Red Hot Blues… WOW!!!

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Sunshine Organics in the small town of Maungaturoto in Northland New Zealand is the place where I found these next gems

Blue tortilla chips are made from blue organic corn  (ALL new  discoveries for me!) and are to die for!

We tried the Blue chips first and thought “ooooh Bliss!!” … Then we tried the Red Hot Blues and I had to pinch myself to see if I hadn’t actually died and gone to heaven.

Just enough heat to make you go weak at the knees and have your taste-buds soar but  not so much that it rips your insides to bits… perfection!

I’m not mobile enough to go looking for these here in The Hague, but once I am this is the item I’d hang just out of arms reach in front of the treadmill and be prepared to walk kilometres for. … or just say heck and grab the bag and make myself decadently comfortable with the bag on the sofa LOL.

Annoyingly I was sure I’d photographed the makers details on the back of the package but can’t find the photo anywhere at the moment… but if I find it later I’ll  be sure to slot it into this post.

I dare you to find the nearest organics shop to you JUST for the hope that they stock THESE CHIPS   (at the very least) … you won’t be sorry!

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

June 5, 2012

A Feed That Prepares us for Sailing Home…

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In this last post about Shippey’s  takeaway and Fish and Chip restaurant, I combine two of my favourite things: Food and Detail.

The fish may be NZD $8,00 per piece (about USD $4,00) but it was quality fish, fresh and well cooked.

Every last one of us enjoyed our meals and the kids were then less grumpy and more ready for the drive back to my friend’s house. Each of them were given the option of an ice-cream or a milkshake for dessert .

Little Mr. tried to wrangle both but after way more deliberation than was really necessary, went for the milkshake which turned out to be more than he could manage so I got some funny family shots of him and Himself grinning with their heads together, a straw each in the milkshake and later determined looks on their faces as they tried to outdo each other on the drinking front.

In reality of course Himself held back and staged things so the Little Mr. could  “win” the contest, but put up a good “show” for the camera and in his determination Little Mr. filled himself up so much on milk that once he was back in the van he  curled himself as much into a little ball as was possible with a seatbelt on and swiftly dozed off for the whole journey back.

I’m delighted to have visited  this area again… the visit in my teens made an impression that lasted (at least in snippets) and I was surprised what memories of the Treaty House and Waitangi area came flooding back once I was there again.

I like this area of New Zealand…  but sigh… if only it had the drier South Island weather that I adore and a few of the Southern Alps it would be perfect LOL.

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

Seagull on the approach…

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Seagull landed…

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(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

June 4, 2012

All Aboard, Above and Below Decks…

In a continuation of yesterday’s post, we are on the three masted sailing vessel that is the “Shippey’s” Fish and Chip takeaway and Restaurant.

The kids race to try out some swivel barstool type chairs in the open seating area on the open part of the foredeck… the menu is short and sweet but getting  two particular tired kids to decide between burgers and fish and nuggets is astonishingly more complicated than I could ever have imagined.

(yes, sadly the Kiwidutch kids are both fussy and obstinate at times). There’s a seating area for patrons below decks too… good for winter dining I imagine and for kids birthday parties. Whilst our order is being cooked we take a look around.

(note: the upstairs looks a bit empty in my photos but that’s actually rather misleading because it was, just for a few minutes when we arrived but within 15 minutes or so people streamed in and in no time the upstairs was packed. There were also a fairly constant stream of people picking up takeaways).

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

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(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

June 3, 2012

Spying a Ship Shape Chippie…

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Yet more pages out of my retrospective  diary of our New Zealand travels of December 2011- January 2012.

We have the nine seater van packed to capacity with my friend and her four children and the Kiwidutch Four,  and everyone is hungry.

I’m tired after the walk around (part) of  the Waitangi grounds and remembering that I spied something unusual a little way down the road just before we entered Waitangi so I ask Himself and my friend if they fancy Fish and Chips for dinner.

Fairly instantaneous cries of  “oh yum,  ooh Yes Please”  from six children in the van and three parents figuring out that agreement was going to be by far the best easiest option  meant that a few minutes later we find ourselves pulling into the car park of the most unusual Fish ‘n Chip  shop I’ve ever seen.

On part of the Te Ti Bay in the Bay of Islands, rests a large sailing ship called “Shippey’s” and apparently the fish and chips, whilst not cheap, are excellent.

I do notice that the ship is on block s (um, can a  ship technically be on blocks? are they piles?  anyway it’s perched on wooden bits that keep it falling over on it’s side when the tide goes out).  Full marks btw for spotting that  matters of engineering and the sciences were never my strong suit LOL.

Since I am into the arty stuff… Let’s take  look around the outside of this beautiful vessel.

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

… You know  you want to come aboard… lead the way up the gangplank…

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

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