joerookery
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Janet and I have just returned from a three-week trip that included about ten days in Belgium.
In general they were the friendliest people you could find. They went way out of their way in almost all cases to accommodate our language shortfalls and mobility issues. You do have to know however that if you visit this country you will get fat. Or fatter. Their food is tremendous!! Large quantities of really great stuff. Maybe the best french fries anywhere. One of the best cheeses, mussels are incredible and served in these huge pots. Even if this was supposed to be a rotten year for the tiny creatures we thought they were amazingly tasty. The beer is without question better than any beer I have tasted in any country. There were only two things that I thought were wrong in Belgium. The first one is just an irritant.
There were too many curlyhaired white tiny dogs that barked incessantly in a very high pitched voice. The owners did nothing and the dogs did not like wheelchairs. My big dog could've eaten a dozen of those.
There is a serious problem – culturally – in what the Belgians call barbecue. They advertise barbecue. They sell barbecue. They look forward to barbecue. They have no clue at all about how to make barbecue. It's not that they are mean or wrong about it they just have no clue. They have no idea. What they call BBQ is some sort of seasoned meat. They serve large portions but it is beyond dry even for dry barbecue standards. As nice a country as that is and with so many nice people we can only hope that Santa Claus brings them a barbecue recipe this year. Lacking that the entire Belgian contingent is invited to Texas to complete their obviously lacking education. Nice guys but no one ever taught them how to make barbecue ribs.
In general they were the friendliest people you could find. They went way out of their way in almost all cases to accommodate our language shortfalls and mobility issues. You do have to know however that if you visit this country you will get fat. Or fatter. Their food is tremendous!! Large quantities of really great stuff. Maybe the best french fries anywhere. One of the best cheeses, mussels are incredible and served in these huge pots. Even if this was supposed to be a rotten year for the tiny creatures we thought they were amazingly tasty. The beer is without question better than any beer I have tasted in any country. There were only two things that I thought were wrong in Belgium. The first one is just an irritant.
There were too many curlyhaired white tiny dogs that barked incessantly in a very high pitched voice. The owners did nothing and the dogs did not like wheelchairs. My big dog could've eaten a dozen of those.
There is a serious problem – culturally – in what the Belgians call barbecue. They advertise barbecue. They sell barbecue. They look forward to barbecue. They have no clue at all about how to make barbecue. It's not that they are mean or wrong about it they just have no clue. They have no idea. What they call BBQ is some sort of seasoned meat. They serve large portions but it is beyond dry even for dry barbecue standards. As nice a country as that is and with so many nice people we can only hope that Santa Claus brings them a barbecue recipe this year. Lacking that the entire Belgian contingent is invited to Texas to complete their obviously lacking education. Nice guys but no one ever taught them how to make barbecue ribs.