Sunday, November 16, 2008

Eating like a Belgian

Well I arrived and was very jetlagged, but luckily it was Saturday and I could go to market! I also went to a bakery and tried to order a Sesame bread in Flemmish - the lady behind the counter quickly took pity on me and switched to English after my first attempted word ('klein' = small). The sausage guy at the market was not so sympatchtic, and abjectly refused to speak anything except French. Luckily my French is better than my Flemmish (which is non-existant).

So, my first meal in Leuven - a salad of goat cheese, fresh basil, sausage, olives and sesame bread.





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