May 26, 2013

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Brabo Fountain, Grote Markt, Antwerpen, Belgium

Memories of Antwerp

Although I’m not a blonde, I felt every bit like Goldilocks sampling Belgian cities like the porridge of the three bears. Brugge was too hot. Too much activity and too many people in the city center. I enjoyed my trip off the beaten path but I’m not sure I’d go back again. Brussels was too cold. As the capital of… [Keep reading...]

 
Vitalgaufre waffle, Belgium

Belgium and My Waffle-a-Day Diet

Let’s hear it for the humble waffle. The delicacy, found on pretty much any street corner in the main tourist areas of Brussels, Antwerp, and Brugge, became a staple of my daily diet during the ten days I spent in Belgium.

 
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A Single Snapshot: Antwerp Street Fashion

You know when I said that when you go to Belgium, you have to bring your “A” game when it comes to fashion? This is what I meant. “A” stands for Antwerp. Strolling down Wapperstraat after leaving Rubenhuis, the Peter Paul Rubens museum, I saw this guy stroll by  and so admired his blazer that I whipped out my camera… [Keep reading...]

 
The Castle Steen in Antwerp, Belgium

A Single Snapshot: Steen Castle in Antwerp

Yeah, my trip to Belgium didn’t start out that great but you know what? Things started looking up almost the minute I got to Antwerp. I’ll tell you right now: of the three cities I visited in Belgium, Antwerp was my favorite. I only regret that I didn’t stay longer than I did. I spent my first full morning in… [Keep reading...]

 
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A Single Snapshot: A Love Affair with Frites

I still can’t believe I took the plunge. Not that I have anything against mayonnaise, mind you, but eating frites with a great big dollop of whipped oil and raw egg on the top didn’t exactly sound appetizing. However, I was in Antwerp and this is how they roll.

 
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A Single Snapshot: The Archway

Get off the Metro in Antwerp at Groenplaats, walk past the statue of Rubens in the middle of the square, and make a left at Frituur Max. Now you’re on a narrow cobblestoned walkway and barkers from the Italian restaurants will try to entice you into a meal at their establishments. But you’re not hungry right now. Pay them no… [Keep reading...]