From the first day I set foot in the Central Railway Station, sensed what was to signify the passing of my days in the new city, in what refers to the culinary aspect. People colonized at high speed fast food establishments, a mouthful and eager eyes betrayed anxiety and the urge to eat non-stop all those people.
Fast food street Peter Forsberg. Photography © Francisco Peláez Marín.
Among so succulent delicacy were dogs, pizza, fries, and burgers as a star to distinguish. Shortly after living there I realized that the Dutch eat understood the word as a transition state to continue working, without paying the slightest attention to the variety of food, a timely processing of your daily activity without further ado happening, period.
Hot dog friend. Photography © Francisco Peláez Marín.
In the study I worked on the story was even more curious as office managers were a Dutch marriage with three young children and the word "eat" became a subject worthy of being reviewed. The whole family, rarely in unison, ate a sandwich that rarely mutated inside content beyond the typical stiff. Those children's face betrayed that something was not working objectively good, logical, boredom they raised the little surprise of their daily meal, to dent his gesture.
FEBO showcase. Photography © Francisco Peláez Marín.
But virtue or problematic, as connoisseurs, arises from a previous scale based on the type of trade that has been implanted with a certain firmness, and as an outbreak has spread across the geography of the urban fabric amsterdaniano.
The continuous and consumerism unleashed linked to tourism potential of a city how are you, brings together more in the rapid emergence of local consumption. There are a number of franchises that put relevant and manifest extreme form this, are called "Phoebus". These spaces are kind of small vessels emanating a yellow light that appear certainly powerful and emulating embedded small spacecraft in low, contrasting with the typical world of neoclassical houses of the city. Places that arise as a small interior spaces attached to the street, free of doors and windows, where the smell of fried we all know, action floods an area of more than twenty meters.
A neon sign of strident colors makes the claim and function buttons welcome than inside is cooked quickly. The interior configuration is more unique if possible, the walls are equipped with small glass cabinets, each containing a different food, ready to enter the currency and be swallowed. During those months I was not particularly easy to find a place to take a hot dish, I forgot the cold outside, while continuing imbalance could control the thermal enjoyed my body, helping it to avoid this control that reigned in the subject of food.
The bar in the corner. Photography © Francisco Peláez Marín.
One day, the way to work on the road every day routine, I saw in the corner bar, one of those places that you look but getting some attention could go unnoticed. During November and December of 2010 I took as usual going to take me a kind of soup or stew Dutch lady who cooked the couple owns that place, the scenery inside was composed of a number of older people who shouted, laughed or blasphemed in Dutch, while they kept beers.
That was my little great discovery.
IN TREATMENT - METALOCUS.
DIRECTOR: JOSÉ JUAN BARBA. COORDINATION: INÉS LALUETA. ORGANIZATION: INÉS LALUETA, PEDRO NAVARRO. GUESTS SECOND SEASON: JOSÉ JUAN BARBA, JAVIER SANCHO, FRANCISCO PELAEZ, MICHAEL MORADIELLOS, MELISSA SCHUMACHER, VERÓNICA ROSERO, AINHOA MARTÍN.
