Just finished a bush tucker section for Dutch TV. Bloody starving.
This is one country where there is absolutely sweet FA to eat.
First week I lived off tulips, then ate the remains of a discarded clog I fished out of a canal.
Had to resort to currying up the half-rotted road kill corpse of a South Moluccan refugee I found lying on the hard shoulder of the Rotterdam - Den Haag Autobahn.
Quite tasty but Gordon didn't really approve.