#Smoutebollen

[rosemund-tewkesbury]

[tim0000000000]

Kermis

[shadowsandshapes]

From the second he walks in Dabi knows you’re in a whole new level of hell he can’t even comprehend. He sees you raging and pacing and clenching onto your stomach like you’ll die if you don’t. Then his eyes meet the sheets behind you and he makes a humming noise as he approaches you. “Ahhhh. No wonder ya been so off the past few days doll. C’mon and let me help ya hmm?” He coos out in his raspy voice as he scoops you up and brings you into the bathroom. He sets you down on the toilet and then starts up the shower. Getting it to just the right temperature before he strips you and helps you into the water.

He speaks softly to you, mostly about what bullshit happened that day at the League, as he washes you off and strokes your hair. Then he leaves you to soak in the warmth of the water spraying against you to change your sheets out. Tossing the soiled ones into the washer and finding a spare set. When he comes back to you, he has comfortable clothes for you to slip into. “Alright dollface out you go… Tch don’t be a brat I’ll smack ya ass” he snarls but somehow it holds no heat as he helps you dress.

And a few minutes later, he has you sliding into bed with him. He already has several of your favorite snacks and drinks on your little nightstand and on the bed. For now, he only pulls you close with your back to his front and moves his hands to warm them up and gently place them right above your pelvis where it hurts the most.

“Tch… Havin them stupid things sucks don’t it doll?… Well that’s what ya got me here for~”

Bean I'm,,,,,,,,

I needed this one so badly, love. Thank you. From the bottom of my tiny, shadowy heart. Today is pure agony and I'm not joking when I say this gave me such emotional relief lmao I'm going through it with this dumbshit period

I dislike sweet foods but whenever this shit comes around I crave sugar so badly man, it ain't even funny. I hope I can get some smoutebollen later

[formula-fun]

Hi!!!!!!!!!!!

Saw on twt leclercdata

"there are these arabic sweets, which are really really nice. i don't know how they're called, but i always eat them! which is not great for my diet, but i like them."

And all I could think about is

““The hotel has a plate of things set out on the bed like he’s on his honeymoon, roses on a gold tray beside tiny dishes of sticky pastries and nuts. An hour later Charles is laughing in his bed as he licks honey off his fingers.”

And

“He’s right. They do taste just like the ones in Capri.”

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i'd sing you a morning golden and new

racingline

Very sweet coincidence indeed!

NEED to know what these are for reasons!! this fics true mission is to incorporate regional pastries and desserts from every country these people visit (except for smoutebollen because idk if max would call them smoutebollen or oliebollen so i have to just steer clear of them entirely) and i always KNEW love is stored in the dough. i always knew!!!

[worldlovetoughts]

belgian meals

If you are foodie and love to enjoy different cultures food , must taste Belgian food. 

 Belgium is well known country as people are very polite and calm. Their cookery is also very popular. As belgians are cheerful and gourmets, we can not ignore Belgian cuisines which are different and delicious. What do they eat ? And why is it different? Their most popular foodstuffs are wafels, fries , smoutebollen , stoofvlees, chocolate , donuts.

Wafels 

Have you ever heard about wafels ? The most famous and tasteful refreshments of Belgium. You can find it in almost every food store of Belgium. The savory wafel

[xiomaro]

I ordered an oliebollen (a/k/a smoutebollen) from this Amsterdam concession stand, but cancelled it when I realized they did not take credit cards – and I did not have any Euros. So I stepped away and busied myself with street photography. Then I heard her calling me…

She kindly and generously gave me one at no charge. It was delicious. Of course, I had to shoot a portrait of Pan and her co-worker.

[s-elegnasol]

Carnaval aftermath 👌🏻 #churros #smoutebollen #bakery #carnaval #foodporn (à Hal, Brabant, Belgium) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bv_kVz5JX9Q/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=mkc3i19dh78

[dirklagast]

Junior De Corte: croustillons vui alleman!

Junior De Corte: croustillons vui alleman!

Al meer dan een jaar geen kermis, geen feest… De vaccins laten een licht schijnen, op voorwaarde dat we ons aan de regels houden (handen wassen, afstand houden, je weet wel…). Koekelberg wil toch een beetje vreugde. In mei mochten niet alleen de terrassen heropenen, in Koekelberg kwam er een vleugje kermis bij. Junior De Corte, een telt uit de bekende kermisfamilie, brengt op het…

[hopetofantasy]

Culture, parallels & meta - S1 E12

Maandag 09:20

C is for culture: Christmas markets are usually a typical tradition in countries like Switzerland, Germany and Austria. But Belgium has its own version, on a smaller scale. These markets look like tiny houses huddled together, selling different kinds of decorations, potential presents, winter gear, food and drinks. People stroll along the stalls, go ice-skating on a frozen rink out in the open, watch over the city in the ferris wheel, drink glühwein (hot mulled wine), eat ‘poffertjes’ (kind of mini pancakes) / ‘smoutebollen’ (a type of beignets) or celebrate the end of exams with different flavored 'jenever' shots. 

Perfect parallel: Amber saying “You still look like a model” to Zoë in S1, Amber saying “A thin model. You’re exactly his type.” in S2. 

Blink-and-y’ll-miss-it: Luca eating pancakes from her lunchbox.

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Maandag 11:37

Perfect parallel: Zoë keeps using educational courses as banter with Senne. In the last episode she said “Did you learn it in your psychological course?”, now she says “Your brain is not developed enough for that. It’s in the syllabus, chapter three: primates”. 

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Dinsdag 11:23

Perfect parallel: Jens saying “I don’t even know who you are anymore” to Jana a few episodes earlier, Jana repeating the same thing to Robbe now.

Blink-and-y’ll-miss-it: Britt’s dealing brother is called Bas.

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Woensdag 15:04

Perfect parallel: The girls going on a shopping trip at the Meir after their December exams in S1, they’ll repeat this act again after the June exams in S2. 

Blink-and-y’ll-miss-it: They all bought something from 'Zara', 'Weekday' and 'H&M'.

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Donderdag 17:03

C is for culture: “You have to look in the eyes” - A typical thing you do before clinking the glass. There’s a saying that ‘if you don’t look inside the eyes, it’ll be 7 / 10 years of bad sex’ for either party. 

Perfect parallel: 

Jens saying that the night of their first kiss, he was waiting for a sign: the song ‘Leave a light on’ by Tom Walker. Later, during their break-up sex, the song plays on the background. 

The movements of the sex scene in S1 are similar to the ones from Zoënne in S2 and Sobbe in S3. Foreheads leaning on each other before a kiss, a cut to pushing themselves through a open door, a hand caressing along the side, fingers gripping a back, a hand through the hair, a cut to both of them having naked chests with one on top. 

Blink-and-y’ll-miss-it: Jana’s decorative board changed to ‘Dear Santa, define naughty’.

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Vrijdag 17:25

Where’s Wally: Keisha is selling hot waffles to people.

Perfect parallel: Senne jokingly referencing Darwin and the evolution theory to Zoë’s earlier sting about primates, as a way to flirt in S1. Robbe discussing this theory with Yasmina to ‘figure out’ his homosexuality in S3.

Blink-and-y’ll-miss-it: Luka’s flirty eye roll saying ‘omg, what’s this, please save me’ towards Jana about the girl next to him.

[quarantainedagboek]

Er is veel waar ik van hou dat anderen belachelijk vinden. Ik hou van drukke hemden voor mannen, van smoutebollen van de kermis, van huisdieren als ze klein zijn. Van vallende sterren en dan een wens doen en geloven dat die uit gaat komen. Van boeken met happy endings. Van zelfverzonnen woorden, door mij of iemand anders. Van zwarte chocolade en softijs met M&M’s. Van schilderijen van Van Gogh, van Klimt en van Richter. Van pasfotootjes van kinderen in van die grote damesportemonnees. Van bontjassen in zoete kleuren, heel korte rokjes en gedurfde decolletés bij vrouwen die zich dat kunnen permitteren. Van één nummer op repeat tijdens een eindeloze rit. Van melige zonsondergangen met kleuren alsof een kind ze had getekend. Van roltrappen, van kerstverlichting, van zakhorloges, sneeuwbollen, discobollen, luchtkussenfolie om dan elk luchtzakje kapot te kunnen knijpen, bloemende bloemen, lieveheersbeestjes, klavertjesvier, klavertjesvijf, wensbeentjes en wenskaarten waar muziek uit komt als je ze opent. Van kookboeken, hoeden voor mannen, kostuums voor vrouwen, flipperkasten. Van notitieboekjes, en er daar te veel van hebben waar te weinig in staat. Van geloven in toeval dat geen toeval is. Van mensen die lief voor je zijn, zomaar, zonder dat je eerst iets voor hen hebt gedaan. Van mensen die zich breekbaar durven te tonen zonder bang te zijn om voor pathetisch te worden versleten. Van mensen die meer moeite doen om de wereld te redden dan ik. Van mensen die spontaan beginnen te zingen, terwijl de context daar verder niet toe uitnodigt. Van goeie wil, naïviteit, assertiviteit. Van optimisme. Van heel zwak verlichte ruimtes, drukke straten,  gestolde traagheid in de kunsten. Van regenbogen. Van oude bomen, mist en nevel, vergezichten met een zee, grote schelpen en daar dan in te luisteren naar de zee, van babykleertjes, zure snoep. Van romantiek, zelfs indien op de rand van klef. Van grote woorden en grote gevoelens.

Griet Op de Beeck, kom hier dat ik u kus

22.05.2020

[bella-supernova-blog]

Yummiest dessert Date with my boy ever. 🤤 #waffel #smoutebollen #desiredelille #antwerp #antwerptoday #instantwerpen #latergram #belgianwaffle #instafood #foodporn #foodphotography #vsco #vscocam #vscofood #vscodessert #thisisantwerp #anvers #instagood #iger #foodpics (bij Désiré de Lille)

[streeploos]

Er is veel waar ik van hou dat anderen belachelijk vinden. Ik hou van drukke hemden voor mannen, van smoutebollen van de kermis, van huisdieren als ze klein zijn. Van vallende sterren en dan een wens doen en geloven dat die uit gaat komen. Van boeken met happy endings. Van zelfverzonnen woorden, door mij of iemand anders. Van zwarte chocolade en softijs met M&M’s. Van schilderijen van Van Gogh, van Klimt en van Richter. Van pasfotootjes van kinderen in van die grote damesportemonnees. Van bontjassen in zoete kleuren, heel korte rokjes en gedurfde decolletés bij vrouwen die zich dat kunnen permitteren. Van één nummer op repeat tijdens een eindeloze rit. Van melige zonsondergangen met kleuren alsof een kind ze had getekend. Van roltrappen, van kerstverlichting, van zakhorloges, sneeuwbollen, discobollen, luchtkussenfolie om dan elk luchtzakje kapot te kunnen knijpen, bloemende bloemen, lieveheersbeestjes, klavertjesvier, klavertjesvijf, wensbeentjes en wenskaarten waar muziek uit komt als je ze opent. Van kookboeken, hoeden voor mannen, kostuums voor vrouwen, flipperkasten. Van notitieboekjes, en er daar te veel van hebben waar te weinig in staat. Van geloven in toeval dat geen toeval is. Van mensen die lief voor je zijn, zomaar, zonder dat je eerst iets voor hen hebt gedaan. Van mensen die zich breekbaar durven te tonen zonder bang te zijn om voor pathetisch te worden versleten. Van mensen die meer moeite doen om de wereld te redden dan ik. Van mensen die spontaan beginnen te zingen, terwijl de context daar verder niet toe uitnodigt. Van goeie wil, naïviteit, assertiviteit. Van optimisme. Van heel zwak verlichte ruimtes, drukke straten,  gestolde traagheid in de kunsten. Van regenbogen. Van oude bomen, mist en nevel, vergezichten met een zee, grote schelpen en daar dan in te luisteren naar de zee, van babykleertjes, zure snoep. Van romantiek, zelfs indien op de rand van klef. Van grote woorden en grote gevoelen.

Griet Op de Beeck, Kom hier dat ik u kus

[aliciachristiaens]

De kermis met papa! 😍 Smoutebollen vind ik ook wel lekker! 😛

[die-rosse]

Roadtrip Tue. 09/07/2019

I packed my stuff and moved to a hotel close to Venice Beach. I wanted to 1. be closer to the airport for my flight the next day and 2. enjoy my last night alone and 3. swim in a pool.

I did not expect to still have a friend on my last day in Los Angeles. I thought all of the people from my roadtrip would have left by now. Luckily, Sonica was still here and joined me on my last day in wonderful California.

Once I got settled in the hotel we went out to explore Venice area. We walked past Marina del Rey Harbor.

Through the Venice canals. I loved this area! Ever since I’ve seen the movie Valentine’s Day, I’ve been wanting to see it. It was really beautiful. So many different houses, cute little bridges, quiet, colorful.

The Venice Canals also show up in Lucifer every other episode or so, shot from above. If you pay attention, you can even recognize these yellow houses.

Ending up at Venice Beach, where I tried Funnel Cake for the first time. It’s just like “smoutebollen” only in one big string, crisscross to make some kind of pancake. Wikipedia: Funnel cakes are made by pouring batter into hot cooking oil in a circular pattern and deep frying the overlapping mass until golden-brown.

We took an Uber back to the hotel and enjoyed a drink by the pool.

We ended our day with dinner at the Cheesecake Factory.

[formula-fun]

Heyy for your if i had words universe, have you thought about them meeting the family? Like especially charles meeting max's little nephew and max getting baby fever from watching the two of them together 🥺🥺

Hey!!! I’m on mobile so I can’t write a long answer unfortunately, but while I haven’t thought a ton about them meeting the family I can at least say Max’s chapter covers Charles having to kiss all those babies in Monza, so there’s that at least! Max probably won’t take Charles to Belgium until after the season, so it might not be in this fic, but they both have a very nice time and eat lots of smoutebollen

[howtodrawyourdragon]

What is your favorite type of pastry? (And I hope you can get more sleep soon.)

Hmmm… I really like éclairs. And these little pies that aren’t much bigger than your hand that is just pudding with fruit on top. Especially when they have strawberries on them. Oh! But my absolute favourites are smoutebollen, which is something typically Belgian and Dutch that usually always get sold when the carnival is in town. We only get it once a year.

Thank you for the ask!