I spent most of the last week in Belgium with my cousin; we wandered the medieval streets of Bruges, hauled ourselves up the monument at Waterloo, and sought out the major buildings of the European Union in Brussels. It was a great time, and we did a lot. But just as importantly, we made sure to sample from each of the four major food groups in (tourist) Belgium: beer, waffles, frites, and chocolate.
Ongerfilterde Palm at the Bruges Beer Museum, Bruges (only found in Bruges–this one was my favorite)
Zot, Bruges (one of two beer companies still brewing in Bruges city limits)
Most beers brewed in Belgium have their own glass, and woe to you if you use the wrong glass for your beer. Apparently, it actually causes the beer to taste different. I didn’t test this theory, but anyway you can see that most of the time I had a glass, but occasionally I had to be a philistine and drink from the bottle.
Garre, Bruges (the house beer, which is one of the most rare–it’s found in just one bar in the entire world; it was my second favorite)
Hoegaarden, Brussels (this is the only beer I’d ever had before–we’d just arrived in town and the restaurant’s beer list was surprisingly limited, otherwise I would’ve been trying something new, like I did everywhere else)
Grimbergen, Brussels
I skipped the shitty-beer-drinking part of college and went straight to being a beer snob, since my boyfriend at the time introduced me to expensive imports and I couldn’t go back. So I was in heaven in Belgium, surrounded by trippels, dobbels, blonds, weisses, and other delicious varieties of beer.
Caulier, Brussels
Orval, Brussels
Westmalle, Bruges
Vedett, Bruges
Belgians eat waffles plain, no chocolate or whipped cream or anything. Well, sort of plain–they coat the waffle lightly in a sugar syrup that dries quickly and gives it a sweeter taste. The waffles I grew up eating for breakfast were much lighter than the ones here, which are denser, more like cake. Delicious waffle cake.
The Full Tourist–don’t care!, Bruges
The Belgian way, Brussels
I already knew I liked fries with mayo, from my visit to Amsterdam a few years ago. So I was able to confidently order frites with mayo here, although in some places there are a lot more sauces you can try. The secret to the tastiness of Belgian frites is that they’re fried twice, giving them the perfect crispy exterior.
Frites and Belgian beef stew (there was mayo too, didn’t make it in the shot–and yes, we had frites properly in paper cones too, but never took a photo)
The chocolate in Belgium truly is divine. Every map and tour guide reminded us that Belgians normally just buy cheap chocolate in the supermarket, like everybody else; the fancy stuff is for tourists, gifts for aunties, and special occasions. I suppose that’s because if you were eating the real thing all the time, you’d stop eating anything else. The bonbons are called pralines, which initially confused me, as I looked for nuts, and indeed, pralines often have a hazelnut paste or ganache inside, but they don’t always. Confused? Don’t worry, just point blindly at the display case, and you’ll come away happy. (Um, unless you have a nut allergy, then good luck!)
Pralines in the Brussels airport–there are no photos of the other chocolate I ate, because I never paused to take a photo, but they are aesthetically pleasing as well as delicious
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