Today I ate my first croquette. A croquette is a small fried roll with a creamy, minced inside. Although croquettes originate from France, they have spread to the Netherlands, and apparently are a very popular Dutch fast food. They are in bizzarre fast food vending machines everywhere, and also in our cafeteria. I had watched the lovely Marleen (another intern, and the posterchild for Dutch good looks: tall, impossibly leggy, blond) eat a croquette for lunch several times. She smushes hers on a bread roll and tops it with mustard. She always looks very happy eating this "treat" of hers. Perhaps this was some sort of Dutch beauty secret. So today I thought I would give in and give it a try. Horrible idea.
I understand that there is no accounting for taste, and that I like a lot of things other people find weird. But imagine, if you will, cheap mushroom soup left to congeal to a luke warm mass. Wrap that in the greasiest mix of breadcrumbs and sorrow. Deepfry in oil that was used to deep fry old sneakers. This is the croquette.
Never again.
P.S. The moody picture of the croquette is NOT MINE. I stole it from the internet (sorry internet) because I was too hungry to take a picture of the one I ate.
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