Not that you need an excuse for eating creme brulee for breakfast, but ours was that we’d run out of food and had set today aside to restock and rest up.
After a visit to Beauraing’s Carrefour supermarket we’d planned on perusing the Christmas market, but much to our disappointment it had closed the weekend before when we’d enjoyed a hot chocolate there on first arriving in the town.
Having envisaged being able to buy Christmas pressies for family back home, and not wanting to drive around in search of other markets, Rich and I then had an argument about how we were going to find ‘genuine’ Belgium gifts. To save driving each other nuts, after I’d pointed out that it was usually me who sorted everyone’s pressies, we decided to shop separately for a wee while and meet up back at the car, with Rich promising to find a present for his dad. Much to my suprise, he did, and later presented ‘Belgium in a basket’, with an actual basket he’d found in a local second hand store. He’d even gone into the butcher’s, explained his predicament (including an annoyed wife), and come out with vacuam packed pate and wild boar sausages that would survive the car journey home. With the local beers I’d found, we knew that his dad would be very appreciative.
In need of food ourselves, we then spotted a huge truck selling cooked chickens – apparently a regular sight at lunch time in Belgium, and bought two chicken portions before nipping over to the very popular take-away for a portion of chips and mayo to go with them. It all went down a treat back at the gite. We much prefer eating like this, or cooking with local ingredients, than dining a la carte, and some of the best food we’ve eaten has been in people’s houses, or small cafe/restaurants off the beaten track. Whilst we travel mainly for the walking and landscapes, food is definitely a close second, so when we’re not able to walk far, we’ll just travel by train and eat our way round the world.