It's official: I am now the proud owner of a $528 round trip plane ticket from Baltimore to Amsterdam via Icelandair during Spring Break (I have to plan these things ahead, of course, but I only waited four months this time). It was so cheap because it stops over in Reykjavik, Iceland - the others were at least $600 via United (their website says it costs $500. They lie. They lie through their faces.) I know nothing of Icelandic cuisine, except the skyr that Whole Foods sells. I only know a little more about Dutch cuisine (more a mix of Dutch, Indonesian and Surinamese cuisine). I almost flew Icelandair to London last December, but found a cheaper fare on British Airways (believe it or not). Now I just have to hope for a big tax refund next year. And I am not doing much traveling otherwise anyway - just a road trip to Jamestown, VA (yes, it is FINALLY happening), on Thanksgiving weekend, and probably a trip to NYC to see the new Young Frankenstein musical in January (much cheaper than in December, and the white sales will still be going on).
Thursday, November 15, 2007
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manoman, the indonesian food you can get at little hole in the roadside places in holland is da bomb. i caution against the mayo on the pommes frites, of course...
J$: Mayo on French fries? Bleeaaaakkkkhhh :P But who knows how many people around the world think our fascination with ketchup and mustard on hot dogs is nasty? BTW: My connection time each way is 90 minutes. I heard that this is fine for customs and transfers in a small airport like Reykjavik's. Did you go through there?
Hey, look at you! I took your profile photo!
When in Amsterdam I highly recommend having rijstaffel at an Indonesian restaurant. Then you can come back and wish we had an Indonesian restaurant in Baltimore.
DAS: I will look for that. Is it anything like nasi goreng?
Mayo on frites ROCKS!!!
It's nothing like nasi goreng. What it's like is all of those little dishes that Korean restaurants serve for free when you sit down, except more of them (and some more substantial, with meat, seafood, etc.) surrounding a big bowl of rice. (Rijstaffel means "rice table" in Dutch.) In ancient times it was a feast dish for the wealthy, and each bowl of stuff would be brought from the kitchen by a servant boy. The lavishness of the feast would be measured by how many bowls/boys were part of it, so you'd have a 10-boy rijstaffel, 15-boy rijstaffel, etc. Most restaurants serve at least 10-15 little dishes, some great, some funky, some you can't tell what it is and you're probably glad you can't.
DAS: Fascinating - yep, nothing like nasi goreng at all.
Fairfax: Still not eating mayo on pommes frites. You can have it all!
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