Though I’ve been on a number of brewery tours since starting this blog, the one at the Cantillon Brewery might have been my favourite.
There are roughly five billion chocolate shops in Brussels (that’s a totally accurate number — look it up), so trying to decide which one to visit is basically an impossible endeavour.
When you’re googling the best fries in Brussels, Maison Antoine comes up quite frequently. I’m only in Brussels for a couple of days, so I should probably be trying stuff other than fries, but… Fries are delicious. They’re also cheap, which is a rarity in a city as expensive as Brussels.
So yeah, I went to Maison Antoine.
I went to McDonald’s. In Brussels. For real this time! I saw the Golden Arches and everything, so I can say with a reasonable degree of certainly that I wasn’t tricked into going to a different restaurant (again).
I recently tried a place specializing in fries that was right around the corner from my Airbnb. It was quite good, but nothing about it knocked my socks off.
Frit Flagey, on the other hand, knocked my socks clean off. My feet? Totally bare. My socks? I don’t know, I can’t find them. I think they exploded.
After my disappointing experience with the lauded (but sadly mediocre) waffles at Maison Dandoy, it felt like I had unfinished business. How could I leave Belgium without having delicious waffles?
Obviously you can’t go to Belgium without getting waffles.
I mean, I guess technically you could. If you’re an idiot.
There’s some debate about whether French fries were invented in France or Belgium, but the consensus seems to be that it was probably the latter.
Here’s a weird thing that happened: I saw a location of McDonald’s in the Brussels airport, went in, ordered, and then ate my food. Not so weird, right? Here’s the weird part: it wasn’t McDonald’s. It was a Belgian fast food chain called Quick.