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Where You Been All My Life??

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I barely got to take a photo, these were soooo good!

I barely got to take a photo, these were soooo good!

Cinnamon Butter Thins.   Oh. My. Goodness.  Have you tried these?   TBG had some at work, and next time we were in a store, he picked up the box and said something about it being a lucky box tonight or some such…. Not exactly certain about what he said.

But, we opened the foil inner pouch containing these little rascals, and ohmygoodness were they good.  Tiny little thin buttery bits of cinnamon goodness, all nestled down into their own little plastic cubbies….. Protecting them, you know.

TBG said “I’ll eat all the cracked ones and save the whole ones for you.”  Um hmmm…. Uh, no.  He’d have slammed that package down on the counter so they were ALL cracked!!!  Twerp.

Tiny little bites of yumminess.

Tiny little bites of yumminess.

Anyhow, they’re called  Zimtbutterkekse, which translates to cinnamonbutterheaven in English.  They remind me of a Paula Deen recipe….. you know – they begin with “melt a stick of butter and we’ll decide what we’re gonna bake.”  They’re thin, light, and quite crispy, but it’s when they’re good and chewed up that the buttery flavor comes into play here – they’re tasty enough you almost don’t wanna swallow them!  Kinda sorta like a super thin gingerbread cookie fried.  Kinda.  Sorta.  But not greasy.

Too bad this one was cracked.... that meant it was TBG's.

Too bad this one was cracked…. that meant it was TBG’s.

You can see, I almost forgot to take any photos of them before they were all gone.  Well, you can see that TBG had a couple left…. <Smile>.  Honest, if you see these, made by a company called Jules Destrooper Biscuiterie since 1886 of Belgium, just get them.  Really.

They came all the way from Belgium.  You know, these were baked by the “purveyor to the Belgian Royal Household”, I’m thinking we’re eating like royalty!

King of Liver

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Now, just so y’all know I don’t make this stuff up…. here’s a photo….

King of Liver.  Yes.  Really.

King of Liver. Yes. Really.

I understand that literal translations are sometimes “off” here…. But really?

 

Yes, I can hear the conversation now….

 

“So, where do you wanna go for supper tonight, honey?”

 

“Oh, I don’t know.  Where do you want to go?”

 

“Well, I’ve really had a hankering for a big ole plate of liver lately…..”

 

“Ah…. Well, no place to go but to the ‘King of Liver’ then – let’s go!”

Polish Up My Tiara Boys, The Kingdom Awaits!

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OK, does this tiara look straight to you???  Can’t show up in the Kingdom looking a mess, now can I ?

Hmm... does that look straight?

Hmm… does that look straight?

We are moving to the Kingdom!  The Kingdom of Bahrain, that is.  And, I will *finally* get to wear my tiara full-time.  Wait.  They *do* wear crowns there, right?  No?  No crowns?  No tiaras?  Not even a smallish one?  Hmm…….  well, we’ll just see about that now, won’t we?  Cause I’m READY!

Pretty, no?  Not too over-the-top, not nearly as big as some I've seen.....

Pretty, no? Not too over-the-top, not nearly as big as some I’ve seen…..

TBG  has an awesome opportunity to work in Bahrain, so we’re off and running again.  Another new contract, another new country.  Another new villa, a new place to navigate and explore, new people to meet and new things to learn.

OK, so – where *IS* Bahrain, anyhow?  (Yes, that was my question as well, I had to google to find it!)   Pretty much, it’s a desert island in the Arabian Gulf between Qatar and Saudi Arabia.  Yes, not only do we get to live on a desert island, but in a Kingdom as well!  More to follow, and there’s more to continue catching up on about Dubai!

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I’m ready~will you follow me to the Kingdom of Bahrain???

Get ready, I'm headed to The Kingdom!

Get ready, I’m headed to The Kingdom!