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		<title>Footsie with Foodie at De Italiaan</title>
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We have Scary French Lady to thank for most elements of this blog post. You may know of Scary French Lady because she leaves comments occasionally, or you might have met her at Hidden Kitchen. She&#8217;s effortlessly elegant and a marvellous baker (her almond madeleines are utterly Proustian) and she&#8217;s French, of course. Which means [...]]]></description>
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		<title>March: salsify, erm, one way</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The word for salsify in Dutch is a real tongue twister &#8211; the sort of word they&#8217;d have tested on soldiers during the war to check which side they were on. Schorseneren. It sounds nearly as ugly as it looks. It&#8217;s a muddy black tubular root, with wormy little shoots poking out of one end. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Takeaways, Westerpark sty-lee</title>
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If you live in Amsterdam, it won&#8217;t have escaped your notice that we had local elections last week. Miraculously, I&#8217;m allowed to vote in these elections (I&#8217;m not allowed to vote in the national elections for some perverse reason, even though I pay Dutch taxes, own a Dutch flat and have a Dutch company registered [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Mile-high market</title>
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Saucisson of every variety imaginable


So, we&#8217;re 2300 metres above sea level (in Val Thorens &#8211; officially the highest ski resort in Europe) and the temperature&#8217;s around -10 degrees centigrade. And STILL the French manage to lay on a market twice a week, stuffed full of Savoyard goodies. Just had to share&#8230;
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		<title>Three writers, two photographers and Humphrey</title>
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A few weeks ago, I got in touch with the brains behind Amsterdam Spoke: an online magazine for Amsterdam&#8217;s would-be writers to profile their work – and to provide insider info on the city to boot. For the last few months, Spoke&#8217;s writing community has been congregating for meet-up drinks, dinners and creative events, so [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Pekelhaaring&#8217;s sausages and scroppino</title>
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Apparently &#8216;pekelharing&#8217; is the term used to describe the saltiest preserved herring Dutch money can buy. Given that extremely salty preserved herrings don&#8217;t sound all that appetising, Firma (or Fa) Pekelhaaring is not an obvious name to give to an Italian restaurant. I was hoping the website might enlighten me with some history (say – [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.amsterdamfoodie.nl/2010/pekelharings-sausages-and-scroppino/</link>
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		<title>Greetje: food you wish your grandmother used to make</title>
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When the waiter at Greetje brought us our menus, he asked whether we&#8217;d prefer English or Dutch. Since we didn&#8217;t mind, he brought both. I opened the English first, and was bemused to read that we could eat &#8216;kitchen maid&#8217;s sorrow soup&#8217; to start, and either a &#8216;Rolling Bitch&#8217; or something that involved a &#8216;pigeon&#8217;s [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.amsterdamfoodie.nl/2010/greetje-food-you-wish-your-grandmother-used-to-make/</link>
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		<title>Cherry-vodka challenge and Polish pierogi</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Last weekend was all about vodka: Polish vodka. I spent the weekend in Krakow, after which I ended up in Warsaw airport with a whole heaps of Polish złote and two hours to kill, so I stocked up on vodka in several flavours: bison grass, vanilla and cherry. Well, it would’ve been rude not to, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.amsterdamfoodie.nl/2010/cherry-vodka-challenge-and-polish-pierogi/</link>
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		<title>Hidden Kitchen: the winter menu</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It was over a week ago now, but I promised a few people who couldn&#8217;t make it that I would blog about the most recent Hidden Kitchen events. I had some lovely feedback from my guests (thanks guys!) both on the night itself and afterwards, plus some creative ideas as to how I can make [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.amsterdamfoodie.nl/2010/winter-hidden-kitchen/</link>
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		<title>February: a little Vacherin luxury</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I realise I moan and whinge every February, but it really is a b*tch of a month. As if being broke wasn&#8217;t depressing enough (Stadsdeel Westerpark is currently enjoying about a third of this month&#8217;s pay cheque), there&#8217;s the awfulness that is Valentine&#8217;s Day. It&#8217;s conventional and cliché, not to mention expensive. And, it makes [...]]]></description>
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