I already admitted that I’m not (yet) a foodie. Okay, so I might have turned into a part time foodie throughout the last months, but I’m about to destroy this reputation with the revelation of my dirty little foodie secret: I love French fries!
To be exact: French fries are my favorite food. Seriously.
In my perception of the world, fries cure headaches and hangovers. Fries can turn a bad day into a good one; fries are the perfect comfort food and the perfect reward food.
But before I have to rename this post “An Ode to French Fries” — back to Belgium. Because, as you might know, the Belgians invented the fries. Which a) makes the Belgians pretty much my favorite people in the whole world and b) gave me a really good reason to be super excited about my recent trip to Bruges.
So, guess what Steffen (the boyfriend) and I did first after checking in at our hostel? Go out and find fries. Naturally. And I was glad to learn that the rumors were true: Fries were everywhere in Bruges!
We found us a nice spot at the Grote Markt Square with a premium view of Bruges landmark, the Belfry tower, and indulged in our fries with mayo. And I must say: Everything this art historian needs to be happy are fries with a historic view!
And what comes after fries? Dessert of course! And how very handy to be visiting a country that is also famous for waffles. Steffen and I shared a waffle with cherries and whipped cream on it. Pretty great — but nothing compared to the fries.
The “fries theme” of my birthday trip to Bruges had been established quickly: We joined a pub crawl on our first night, sampling as many strong Belgian beer as possible (for research purposes only, obviously).
But, you know, when I start drinking somehow I always crave French fries. So when the clock stroke midnight and it officially was my 26th birthday, I was holding a serving of fries, still chewing when Steffen wished me happy birthday. Was there any better way to start s new year of my life? I don’t think so.
Okay, back to other delicious Belgian things. Well, there’s chocolate, of course. Even the comparably little city of Bruges has more than 50 chocolate shops alone. Chocolate was just ubiquitous!
Also, it was sold in the most peculiar forms. I found it quite interesting how many chocolate boobs I was seeing all over the place.
Funny — but there were other foods that were just so much more attractive: Fries, for example.
Oh they were so deliciously salty and greasy and… Sorry, drifting off again.
Of course, I can’t write about the Belgian cuisine in depth without mentioning beer. As a German I understand beer craziness. But beer in Belgium is a whole different topic — they have such an incredible amount of different beers that it’s is basically impossible to know them all, even for the Belgians themselves.
Moreover, each beer is served in its very own glass. It’s a sacrilege to serve a beer in the wrong glass. Lesson learned: Never ask for a Leffe in a Kwak glass! Steffen almost got expelled from Belgium for this mistake.
This would be your average sized beer menu
For my birthday dinner we went to a famous brasserie to try even more beer as well as Belgium’s official signature dish: Mussels and (you know it makes me happy to say this:) fries. We opted for mussels in white wine that came in a huge pot — with fries and homemade mayo on the side.
And I must say, the mussels were so very good that they almost distracted me from the fries. Almost. Verdict: Belgium’s signature dish is awesome!
I’m not sure if I explored everything the Belgian cuisine had to offer, but what I ate in Bruges was all I was hoping to eat in Belgium. You might say my nutrition was slightly one-sided during my time there — but what else was I supposed to do in a country that is famous for beer
and fries? Right?
(Side note: Since I got back from Bruges, I haven’t eaten any French fries yet. I may have overdone it just a liiiittle during my time in Belgium. Oh, and I guess I probably should have named this post “An Ode to Belgian Fries” after all.)
Have you ever had Belgian fries?
Or any other typical Belgian food for that matter?