Our 20 cuisine nights!

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My husband and I have reached a very special milestone in our marriage. Since getting married, we’ve now done 20 cuisine nights! We started off with the countries of our cultural heritage – Dutch, English, Irish and Danish – and then branched off to explore all the continents. I’m so thankful to live in a world where there’s such diversity and so many different types of delicious food!

 

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Our Icelandic cuisine night

It’s the last month of winter and the chilly weather is in its last days. So to say a proper farewell to the winter weather, we decided to explore the cuisine of Iceland. Now, some Icelandic food was right out of the question – sheep’s head and putrefied shark, anyone? But Icelandic cuisine is all about good quality fish and meat prepared clean and simple. It even ranked at the top in a documentary about the world’s best diet.

 

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3 ways to sing truth

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Are you someone who loves to sing loud during the music time in church? Or do you stand there awkwardly, hoping no-one hears your singing? Whatever your musical abilities or preferences, the Bible’s pretty clear that singing praise to God is something we’re meant to do.

 

Speak to one another with psalms, hymns and spiritual songs. Sing and make music in your heart to the Lord, always giving thanks to God the Father for everything, in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ. Ephesians 5:19-20

 

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Cats, vacuum cleaners & God

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My cat Henry is petrified of vacuum cleaners. If he even sees me getting the vacuum cleaner out, he races from the room and hides under the bed. One day, my husband and I were catching up on some cleaning – I was washing up and Daniel was vacuuming. I noticed, as the vacuum cleaner was in full swing, that our bedroom door was closed and Henry was huddled behind our dining table instead. I picked him up, intending to take him into the bedroom. As we drew nearer to the vacuum, though, Henry’s tail fluffed up and he wriggled out of my arms back to the dining table. I asked Daniel to stop the vacuum for a moment, so I could try once again to give him some refuge. But even with the vacuum cleaner stopped, the mere sight of it was enough to scare him – he wriggled out of my arms again and ran back to the dining table.

 

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