Greg and I took a trip to Brussels this weekend--it's only 2 hours away by train. I should probably tell you about the interesting sights, but all I can think about is how good the food was. We were pleasantly surprised to discover that Brussels has quite the French flair and atmosphere, and this extends to the food. The food is, in short, delicious and well prepared. The beer and pastries are especially divine. Above you see our lunch--steak tartare and the famous pommes frites for Greg, and a filet mignon for me.
Then there are the amazing Belgian waffles...I just never knew what all the fuss was about. Now I do, and I want to go back and eat some more. Here I am buying them from a truck--they are everywhere--after a museum visit.
How to describe them...they may just look like ordinary waffles, but they are more a cross between a cake, a doughnut and a waffle. They are a bit sweet, a bit doughy and a bit chewy. You can get all sorts of toppings on them; above we have caramel, below, strawberries and chocolate. Yes, they do that.
As Greg and I were wiping the chocolate from our mouths after sharing one of these delicacies, I happened to look over at a woman sitting near us, who was also enjoying a waffle. She and I looked directly at each other and both said, at the same time, "This is just so good." It was funny to connect over waffles like that.
