i attended an international party in school tonight.. the invitation was supposedly extended to those who took the Danish crash course and the idea was to create a traditional dish from your hometown and share it with the rest of your schoolmates..
during preparations the night before, it was really funny to see one american girl getting worried over the authenticity of whatever she had in mind..whenever someone suggested a dish, she would be like, 'didn’t we steal that from someone?' and the irish peeps had the whole 'potato' thing going on.. which by the way, did the irish food is supposedly synonymous with potatoes? like there is a joke that there was potato famine in ireland and 7 out of their 8 million population migrated to america..
tonight, i was in the kitchen trying to retrieve wireless network when two dutches came into prepare their dinner as they weren't attending the party and we were just getting to know each other when two germans and a French came into prepare their contribution for the party.
the germans, janosch and nils were trying to create a noodle salad, as they didn't want to have anything to do with the german stereotype of sausages and pretzels. so they had to boil the pasta, slice the ham and pickles and mix the entire fiasco in mayo.. pierre the french -how cliche!-, on the other hand, made crepes FROM SCRATCH.. why i am putting an emphasis on so is because earlier that day I saw ready-to-eat crepes just off the supermarket shelf.. so you can imagine my surprise when he had the flour, butter, eggs and even managed to get the whisk to work. impressive, no?
anyway i went down to the party on their invitation and since i only made plans to hibernate that night, I thought, 'why not?' until of course, i saw the ongoing snowfall.. but I decided to test my new winter jacket from h&m and really, it was time to GO OUT and SOCIALISE. haha.. so i attended the party with a box of pineapple tarts.. (noone has to know my aunt made them).. and enjoyed a nice warm meal..
why true enough, there were german sausages and pretzels.. the canadians brought along stir-fry and french toast and some bruchetta treats.. though didn’t exactly fit my description of authentic Canadian, i am getting fed for free- who am i to complain? The amercians brought along peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, grilled ham and cheese sandwiches, hamburgers, chocolate chip cookies and some guy even brought along fries from macdonalds.. now who's to say the Americans are devoid of their own culture? the french showcased gratins, quiches and crepes and i even managed to snuck a big piece of pierre’s crepe which had cocoa and bananas within, before it ran out… i also tried spanish potato omelette which was delight to be introduced to.
thankfully, my stomach was filled up with warm food as the walk back home was almost treacherous.. walking back in the snow was lovely until the winds acted up.. and when you are walking really quickly, the snowflakes feel more like tiny tiny ice daggers that pricked your skin.. but then again, the party was all worth it!
p.s. guys, it is difficult to take pictures since it is always to cold to stay outdoors to admire the scenary.. BE PATIENT.. - hugs
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