Excellent and salivating story Andre. Only you forgot to mention the chocolate hail. I have been living in the US now for nearly twenty years, the last six years in Alaska, but I grew up in Amsterdam next to the Heineken Brewery and steadfastly started my days with sprinkles of chocolate on my sandwiches before going off to school, and later, work. Here in the US I still start my days with chocolate sandwiches. In fact, years ago returning from a trip to Holland, the US customs, nasty as usual , had me open up my suitcase expecting to find lots of illegal Dutch contraband, and instead found nothing but chocolate hail, chocolate flakes, chocolate bars, syrup waffles and lots of loads of licorice. They classified me as a regular flake and let me pass. I will visit Madame de Pompadour this summer I'm sure. Greetings. Pablo Diablo
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