Appetite, of course is the motor of all change. So the last weekend I had a bit of a change of philosophy. Like all revolutions, this one began not from the intellectual strata of my corporeum but was firmly rooted in a subaltern base. The stomach had, in other words, once more triumphed over the mind. I finally decided I had had enough of the readymade mircowave meals and pepperoni pizza takeways. The kapsalon – that truly unique Dutch construction – too failed to tingle the tastebuds anymore, and even that oregano-flavoured tomato-sauce-pasta composition I would delight in felt like a dead end. Ditto with the ham-gouda boterham. There was a a sense of stagnation, of having truly hit the gastronomic rock bottom on my study abroad. And thus I began anew, the palette swept clean.
The visit to the Saturday market had left me with 2 kilos of spinach (wonder why someone would buy so much) and quite a bit of potatoes. Besides there was the regular stock of eggs lying in the fridge. Spinach clearly had to take the centre stage, supplemented by the potatoes and perhaps the eggs. I wondered what would come out of it if I put them all together – and that’s exactly what I did. The result was surprisingly good (yes, so good as to have a blog post dedicated to it). So here goes the patented recipe: