Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Scones and Work
I'm trying to get myself into a bit of a re-writing frenzy (when am I not doing this?) so I can finish a chapter and send it to my advisor. This means spending a lot of time at home willing myself to be productive and taking lots of "breaks" with housework and yes, occasionally baking. There's nothing particularly Dutch about the scones I made for myself during one of these said breaks. Regan could even make these in Nigeria if she could her hands on some chilled butter. Fortunately the Dutch are plagued/blessed with a surplus of dairy cattle, so that's not a problem for me.
In fact, the price of milk and butter is shockingly low here, probably because they've been conditioned to consume dairy in large quantities. It's the only place I've ever been where it is standard practice to serve milk and buttermilk as drink options during a conference lunch. I've been to a few history conferences here, and it's always the same lunch: lunch meat sandwiches and cheese sandwiches (but never meat and cheese together) and your choice of milk or buttermilk. You should have seen the look the caterer gave me when I practically had to beg for a glass of water instead.