Stroopwafels, where have you been all my life? From this day forward, any friend flying through Amsterdam, must get me a tin of these divine cookies!
Remember when our friend was flying in from Kazakhstan? He picked up a tin of his favorite cookies for us on his layover in Amsterdam. Stroopwafels are butter waffle cookie filled with cinnamon-scented caramel. He taught us that stroopwafels are placed on a cup of hot tea or coffee. The warmth of the beverage melts the caramel filling and creates a delightful chewiness. We all stood around in the kitchen and I broke pieces off of this cookie and gave everyone a sample. The consensus was: Yum!
But as the weekend wore on, no one else seemed to be craving the cookie like I was. I ate one that night with coffee. I ate another at breakfast. Then on Monday while blogging. I was following my own philosophy of enjoying gifts and not "saving them." By eating one cookie a day, I made the contents of the pretty tin can (representing wind mills painted in the style of Holland's Delftware) last a whole week.
Looking back, I think I actually showed a lot of self-control by making them last at all. These are fresh, chewy, caramel cookies and you must try them if you get the chance. I am trying to refrain from ordering a huge box of them, I found the exact cookie here - my tin is the first one shown.