Has anyone else put on a bit of winter padding? It makes sense: eat as much as you can in the warmer months, so you get (a) a nice layer of insulation once it gets cold, and (b) food reserves to tide you over the lean times. Only these days, in winter we have oliebollen.

Oliebollen are deep-fried lumps of dough, like a doughnut with neither hole nor jam filling. You can get them with chunks of fruit inside too (apple, cherry, raisins), and they should be eaten lightly dusted with icing sugar.

There’s an oliebollen stall right next to the ferry that I take every morning to get to the city. The ferry that runs every six minutes, which is coincidentally roughly twice as long as is needed to order, receive, and pay for an oliebol.1

Not good for the waistline, but excellent for getting started in the mornings.

Due credit: it was Renske (friend of my to-be-flatmate Ella) who pointed out the conflict between our evolutionary heritage and the cultural institution of oliebollen; and it was Robert (thesis supervisor) who bought me an oliebol this morning on my way to work. I didn’t have much to do with it all, to be honest. Except the eating, that’s all my own work.

Notes:

  1. Dutch folks: do you actually refer to oliebollen in the singular? Or will I have to start ordering two at a time?! []