No, Je plaisante, Je plaisante. (I joke, I joke)
These were the mussels we were after and when they come with frites and a beer, well, what more can you aksk for?
These were the mussels we were after and when they come with frites and a beer, well, what more can you aksk for?
Belgium, as we all know, is famous for its chocolate and there is no shortage of shops selling them.
I was drawn to this one in particular because it is called Le Comptoir De Mathilde..... and Comptior is my favourite French word.... it means "counter" - I don't love the meaning, but I love the sound of it.
The other thing the Belgians are famous for is beer.... so why not have the shops right next door to each other?
On a trip with Jenny years ago, we bussed through Brussels for lunch on our way from Amsterdam to Paris. Jenny couldn't remember being there, but as soon as we walked into the main square, it all cam flooding back and then we were pointing out shops we'd been into.
"That's where we got the waffles from"
"This is the street with the Pissing Boy"
"I remember that tapestry shop"
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