Friday 22 July 2011
The Mary's Extravaganza:
Even though it's difficult for Jerry to get around, he drove us to the first ever covered mall, and was planning to drop us for a day of sightseeing, but ended up staying with us. It was a treat to have so knowledgeable a guide.
We asked him what the best Belgian chocolate was, to which he authoritatively and unequivocally replied, "You can't find it here in Brussels - it's called Mary Chocolatier." Although we were disappointed, we jumped for joy five minutes later when we stumbled upon the new Mary opened just months before in the mall. Charles ran back to tell Jerry the good news and he wasted no time rising from his comfortable perch at an outdoor table to investigate. He gave us a tour of the store crammed with delights and chatted up the clerks like he built and owned the place. Have you ever tried 100% dark chocolate? That and many others were sampled before we made our choice of what to buy for Dian's parents, and for Jerry, and well, yes, a couple for ourselves.
He took us to the museum of Brussel's history, and we saw the display his wife had spearheaded. We spent the most time in that room full of costumes from every country, sent to clothe the peeing Little Boy statue that was so famous there. Jerry treated us to beers in the main plaza under a light rain. Oh yeah, the delights of Europe!
We freshened up at Jerry's then headed out for a decadent meal of eel, mussels and assorted fish at a fourth generation fish restaurant called La Marie Joseph. Fantastic! When asked if dessert was wanted we winked and said, "no." (All except Charles, who didn't know that Nicole had bought profiteroles at the bakery earlier. These were a "coupon redemption" from his birthday, three promised treats from all over The Continent.) When we returned to Jerry's we had a wonderful last night with the sweet taste of the profiteroles and a fine port wine in our mouths.
The Mary's Extravaganza:
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| Belgian chocolate heaven! |
Even though it's difficult for Jerry to get around, he drove us to the first ever covered mall, and was planning to drop us for a day of sightseeing, but ended up staying with us. It was a treat to have so knowledgeable a guide.We asked him what the best Belgian chocolate was, to which he authoritatively and unequivocally replied, "You can't find it here in Brussels - it's called Mary Chocolatier." Although we were disappointed, we jumped for joy five minutes later when we stumbled upon the new Mary opened just months before in the mall. Charles ran back to tell Jerry the good news and he wasted no time rising from his comfortable perch at an outdoor table to investigate. He gave us a tour of the store crammed with delights and chatted up the clerks like he built and owned the place. Have you ever tried 100% dark chocolate? That and many others were sampled before we made our choice of what to buy for Dian's parents, and for Jerry, and well, yes, a couple for ourselves.
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| The view from our table in the plaza |
He took us to the museum of Brussel's history, and we saw the display his wife had spearheaded. We spent the most time in that room full of costumes from every country, sent to clothe the peeing Little Boy statue that was so famous there. Jerry treated us to beers in the main plaza under a light rain. Oh yeah, the delights of Europe!We freshened up at Jerry's then headed out for a decadent meal of eel, mussels and assorted fish at a fourth generation fish restaurant called La Marie Joseph. Fantastic! When asked if dessert was wanted we winked and said, "no." (All except Charles, who didn't know that Nicole had bought profiteroles at the bakery earlier. These were a "coupon redemption" from his birthday, three promised treats from all over The Continent.) When we returned to Jerry's we had a wonderful last night with the sweet taste of the profiteroles and a fine port wine in our mouths.
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| Our erudite gourmet host Jerry |
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When Jerry's not whipping up fabulous food in his own kitchen, he know where to take ya! |
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| Profiteroles! |
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