Surprise Dinner

Well, we have been living in Belgium for over 9 months now, and there are still things that we are figuring out. Last week we went to one of the grocery stores here. It's the only store I've found that sells white flour, and it even comes in a big bag--relatively speaking. We were on our way to get the flour and passed the meat counter where they had these delicious sausages as a sample. They were so good, it gave me a little boost of courage to ask what they were. The nice butcher told me their name and handed me a form to fill out. I managed to fill it out and found where to put my name, but was stumped by a number it was asking for. A guy was close by and saw my confusion, I guess, and told me I had to pull a number and then write the number down on that line. Easy enough. I turned it in, finished picking up a few other things, waited for them to call my number, and then picked up the sausages. When we got to the check-out, the clerk rang up the groceries and then asked for that number card I had pulled. All of the sudden I couldn't find it--I didn't realize I would need it again. She went ahead and let me go and as we were leaving the store, I found the number folded up in my purse. Oh well, I had conquered another great feat here! The other day, I thought we should go get some more of those sausages for dinner and thought it will be easy now that I knew what to do. Right! I drew a number, picked up the form, and then tried to find the sausages on the sheet that had hundereds of different meats listed--in dutch, of course. I remembered that it started with "barbeque", but accidentally marked something instead of "barbequeworst". We brought them home and I threw it in a pan. It looked like very thick bacon. I wasn't sure what it was, so I asked Eric if he would call a friend in our branch and just see if I was cooking it right. He talked to the guy, got off the phone and told me they really like it and eat it often and that I was cooking it right. We ate it and it was pretty good and then Eric asked if we wanted to know what it was. It was then that we learned we had just eaten HORSE meat. Thankfully, Eric didn't tell me until after we had finished. I won't ever make that mistake again!