That's normalIn Holland (where I live), eating hundreds and thousands on bread is perfectly normal. Not just in a some people do it kind of way but in an actually promoted food dtuff kind of way.
If you go to the bit of the supermarket where you buy Jam and other stuff to put on your bread you get these things calles sprinkles, they come in all varieties from multi coloured candy stuff, akin to hundreds and thousands, to chocolate sprinkels (which aren't really chocolate more like kind of hard vaguely chocolate tasting stuff). You butter single pieces of bread and put candy sprinkles on them, not a practice I join the Dutchies in I hasten to add.
My disaster was when I was about 11 and I decided to make a cake, I think I left out the flour but it didn't rise and instead solidified into this black 2 inch thick block. I'd made it in one of my mum's fancy cake tins that had a bottom that popped out for easy cake access. It didn't help me much....to get it out I had to turn it over on the kitchen floor and jump up and down on the bottom of the tin until it finally unattached itself from the sides. My dad then used it to kill a cat in our back garden, my Dad hates cats
(My dad didn't really, that bit was artsitic license, the rest was true though. My Dad does hate cats, and it was hard enough and heavy enought to kill a cat but he didn't actually use it to do so :)
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If you go to the bit of the supermarket where you buy Jam and other stuff to put on your bread you get these things calles sprinkles, they come in all varieties from multi coloured candy stuff, akin to hundreds and thousands, to chocolate sprinkels (which aren't really chocolate more like kind of hard vaguely chocolate tasting stuff). You butter single pieces of bread and put candy sprinkles on them, not a practice I join the Dutchies in I hasten to add.
My disaster was when I was about 11 and I decided to make a cake, I think I left out the flour but it didn't rise and instead solidified into this black 2 inch thick block. I'd made it in one of my mum's fancy cake tins that had a bottom that popped out for easy cake access. It didn't help me much....to get it out I had to turn it over on the kitchen floor and jump up and down on the bottom of the tin until it finally unattached itself from the sides. My dad then used it to kill a cat in our back garden, my Dad hates cats
(My dad didn't really, that bit was artsitic license, the rest was true though. My Dad does hate cats, and it was hard enough and heavy enought to kill a cat but he didn't actually use it to do so :)