We went for a stroll in Brussels to enjoy the weather. At least it was a stroll by She who must be obeyed's definition. For me it felt more like a forced march. From Parc to the fish market, over to see Mannekin Pis (Dressed like dracula, WTF????), then up to Avenue Louise. She took pity on me and allowed us to take the Metro to Schuman, where we then walked down to Chez Antoine then back to the Metro for one stop. Lunch at Merode, then a walk up the hill to a great little fromagerie where we picked up our cheese course, a St. Felicien. Next door to the Bucherie to get a brochette de saucisse, then around the corner to the boulangerie. Stood in line for a few minutes only to get shut out when the dude in front of us bought all of the remaining baguettes. So we headed back home and got a great baguette from our local boulangerie.
The St. Felicien was really excellent. A raw milk cheese, you will not find it in the US thanks to the FDA. Gooey, funky and really creamy, absolutely delicious.
The brochette de saucisse was fun. How can you go wrong with a bunch of sausages on a stick cooked over glowing embers?
Pulled it all together with some stoemp.
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