Our first breakfast in Belgium was not exactly what I'd call delicious, or healthy, or even good really. We grabbed some stuff from one of the few cafes that was actually open on a Sunday. I thought I was getting myself a quiche tart with some little candy/sweet things on the side (including a French macaron). Turns out I got a large custard tart so I essentially had nothing but desserts for breakfast.
I left the cafe feeling about like a sack of crap and really wanting something better to eat. But all was not lost! We happened upon a nice Sunday market in a town square only a couple blocks away that had among other things a big truck selling street chicken, ribs, hams, and potatoes. A bag full of delicious wings only set me back €2 and just may have been the best wings I've ever had. Definitely the best ones I've eaten from a truck on the side of a road.
I've also learned that street waffles are excellent! Anything from now on I see being sold on the street is going straight into my mouth. Even if it is just sitting on the street I might give it a shot. The streets here don't seem to smell as much like urine as in other places so food is probably fairly clean.
We didn't end up staying in the bakery we wanted to tonight because their boiler broke down and they told us we'd have no hot water for showers. So we're in Mons now instead. That'll teach us for trying to stay the night in a bakery.
-Ryan
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