I had resisted buying such ‘troep‘ for many years, disgruntled enough that hagelslag made its unwelcome way into my kitchen cupboard. Then for some unknown reason, in honour of my son’s friend coming to lunch, this jar jumped into my shopping basket.
The Dutch fare very well in just about every happiness survey going. And I recently discovered why. I have learnt the secret. Dutch happiness comes in a jar.
And oh my god it’s good. Too damn good to be eaten by children.