Belgium is more than just frites, kip (that’s chicken), and Bier, but it’s one of the easiest ways to introduce even the most finicky eaters to Belgian flavors. Sadly, when I attempted to make waffles the Belgian way, my waffle maker decided it didn’t need to cooperate and I ended up angrily making pancakes. *sigh*
Surprisingly a lot has changed since I lived there and the East Bay, a place usually overlooked by tourists and locals alike, has brought its food scene to rival that of its neighbors in the Wine Country, Peninsula, and South Bay. You’ll need your walking shoes, an open mind, and an empty stomach. You never know what you’ll find when you become a backyard tourist!
I kept seeing people with large, bright blue shopping bags with the initials OH, or so I thought they were OH. A group of girls almost got impaled by a BMW driving too fast right in front of me, and my stomach was less than sympathetic. The store location was about the size of a typical liquor store back in the States; however, it had Whole Foods quality items at Trader Joe’s prices.