Waffles and Frites

Waffles and Frites, that sounds like a pretty cool name for a duo. I think I would be Waffles. The waffle below was Mel's though, mine just had a bit of chocolate sauce and strawberries. I nixed the cream due to lactose intolerance (didn't stop me from trying a bit of Mel's though). We were told to try three things by the Belgians we met in Brussels: chocolate (check, massively yummy), waffles and frites. Which, by the way, are chips. I love the story behind the chips in Belgium. Apparently during World War Two, American soldiers ate some FANTASTIC chips (which they call fries). Not knowing where they were at the time, but knowing that the person who was feeding them chips spoke French, they called the chips French Fries. The name caught on back in America. Unfortunately though the soldiers were actually in Belgium and the Belgians haven't forgotten. It was brought up a number of times during our stay in Belgium. Either way, these chips were delicious. And that special sauce? The orange-y one next to the mayo? Totally worth getting. It made the chips all the better. 

This canal was right around the corner from our hotel. It had some rather interesting advertisements hanging from the cranes. These hanging chairs were advertising a furniture store just down the road. I love the way the setting sunlight hits buildings in cities. One can find so many different ways of viewing the same thing. During the day this canal seemed mediocre, but with the orange light from a fading sun hitting the buildings, it lights up in a whole different way and I see it as I should.