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Mussels in Brussels
From the daily routine of seeing all of the sights and sounds of the hustle and bustle in Brussels; to the late night club scene, bars, and cabarets that sustain the nightlife in the capital of Belgium. I found myself waking up in the apartment of an intoxicating, off duty verpleegster (nurse) who was cooking a late-lunch on a rainy September afternoon in nothing but my dress shirt and a hungover haze told me everything I needed to know about the hospitality surrounding the capital of Belgium.
I found solace in her pot of Moules-Frites à la crème, a nationally known dish consisting of cooked mussels served thickened with flour and cream, hot with fries as the side, and a “Mosselsaus”; a simplistic yet effective condiment combination of Mayo, Mustard, and Vinegar. A dish that can be surmised as French cuisine with Flemish Fare, held true to its roots as a peasant dish consisting of cheap, yet popular ingredients is well reciprocated by those who live there. My remaining days in Brussels were filled with walking in awe of the historic ‘Art Nouveau’ architecture, indulging in the sum 1800 bars and restaurants, writing poetry of the vinos laughing in the Mount of the Arts or ‘Mont des Arts’, an urban complex marking the city centre, to getting lost in the serene Sonian Forest.
Now after a twelve hour flight, four hours of sleep, and drinking a fistful of coffee grounds in my small Austin apartment; I’m brought back to memories of those sleepless mornings, smoking cannabis cigarettes and drinking on the hotel rooftops after a late night of networking over beers and cultivating a perspective of the Brussels experience. If there was ever a place to lose yourself and gain new inhibitions, a place that exemplifies contemporary by day and hedonism by night; Brussels is that place.
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