There are looney people in Holland, too
The Netherlands appears to lag about a century behind the United States in sausage-delivery mechanisms, bypassing the standards bun in favor of a plastic sleeve and fork. I also ordered -- just because I was there -- pommes frites and mayonnaise, reflexively hearing John Travolta ("They drown 'em in that shit") echoing through my mind. Despite the deep-frying, the exterior of the frikandel was still soft, making it almost impossible to cut off a piece with a fork without spilling pink gloop on my shoes.













