Ben Buitenhuis doesn't get hungry. He never really has since the end of World War II, when he had to use his wits to scavenge for milk powder or wait in line for a meager ration of a meal made from flower bulbs.
“My wife used to say, ‘If I have to wait for you, I’ll never get any food,'” he said, chuckling at the memory of his wife, Ria, who died in 2023. “And I think that's an after effect of the war, when you never got enough to eat. I don't know the feeling of hunger.”
