Hm... lekker!
“No way!” “Yes, of course!” “Nooo, I am sure that not!” “Hey guys! What’s up? Why the screaming, San?” Ellen looked first to Joost, then to Alex who shook his head and then turned to me. “Ts. Joost here, says that the song ‘Eins, Zwei, Polizei’ continues with ‘Drei, Vier, Bregadier’. That is non-sense.” “Ok, what is it then, Miss Pukler?” “Well, it is ‘Drei, Vier, Grenadier’, of course!! Ts. I mean really, Joost, who is the German here?” “Nah, ill go for bregadier!” “Oh yeah?! I bet you that it is GRENADIER!” My eyes started to get that wild slightly insane sparkle that they always get when I am faced with a thrilling challenge.
Joost extended his hand towards me. “Fine. A bag of drop!”
I simply love food. I love the scent of it, the diversity of texture, the steamy colors and the feeling of satisfaction after having enjoyed a delicious meal. I am almost a bit shy to admit that I eat almost anything eatable. Emphasis on almost. There is one thing I truly dislike: drop.
Drop: Something I could easily drop!
I dislike the smell, which makes my stomach turn. True, color and texture I do not mind, but the taste makes me nauseous. Nay, worse! It makes me wish that I had never ever given in every time, i.e. showing good will by actually eating that horrid stuff, whenever a colleague encouraged me to try it the ‘Dutch way’. Well, you ‘grappige broodrooster’ (=funny toaster… I can not swear in Dutch!), we have that stuff also in Germany, you know. And FYI, I do not know how it is possible but it has an even more horrid name than drop (which kinda reminds me of dropping…): Lakritze.
Here you go, Simon!
I stood there thunderstruck and looked at Joost’s hand. “Oh no, what a dilemma! That is exactly like what Simon said about that guy… hmm.. what was his name again? Oh Simon, what was the name again of the guy that lost the bet with you?” Simon, who had just walked out to get a coffee grinned at us. “Well San, you should really know his name.” “I know him, I do. I just forgot the name.” “Well, if I remember correctly you had two weeks to remember all names and faces of this department, right?” “Yes, that was the deal”, I mumbled quietly. “Haha, I guess that means that I get a bag of drop from you!”
