We started the afternoon just as any tourist should.
We sipped and strolled through the stalls. Boy and I fell in love with this long wooden panel (which he actually bought and had to carry whilst biking home afterwards) and I ran around tempted to buy everything.
The market was outdoors and indoors. Just as we thought that was it, there were more stalls.
Things took a quick turn to food, as it usually does. There were too many options – everything just looked insane.
As I queued for food, Boy turned up with a bottle of sparkling apple and raspberry cider.
We planned to eat our way through everything, but started off with these babies. We had Potato Skins stuffed with Cheese, Bacon and Tomato, as well as these seriously delicious-looking potato waffles.
Well our planned to chow everything failed. We shouldn’t have had such a big breakfast.
I couldn’t leave without getting some Proffertjes though, classic little Dutch pancakes.
Am I right? Hot, sprinkled with icing sugar and topped with a slab of butter.
We took the rest of our sparkling cider and sat with the rest of the crowd in the park.
No one does Sunday Markets like we do. Jeez I sound like a Grandma.