It was pretty hefty. The return address said it was from The Netherlands.
Care to hazard a guess as to what it was?
The answer is after the jump….
Yes, my good friends Maria and Mareille in Amsterdam had gotten me several packages of my favorite cookie on the planet: the stroopwafel.
I immediately tore into one of them, not going to the trouble of going through my preferred method of eating these delicious baked goods.
It's wonderful having friends who know what you like and remember your birthday… even if it takes weeks and weeks for the package to arrive.