Thursday, April 24, 2008

From the clutches of chocolate to the canals of Ghent


You can only visit so many artisanal chocolatiers; indulge in their dark, milk and white chocolate truffles, marrons glacés, caramels, and mendiants before you simply must allow your insulin to restore itself to a normal state.

Our recess from cocoa butter ganache fillings would be replaced with apple tartins and waffles during a daytrip to Ghent, Belgium. Hardly a respite from sugar, but we concluded the details weren't worth balking about.

Lighter and brighter than Brussels, Ghent-St. Pieters features canals, meandering medieval streets and a disturbing lobster lady advertising one of Ghent's many bank-side restaurants in which to part with your Euro. There's also a wide range of languages you can speak to order your Belgian waffle: Flemish, French, English or German.

Ik zou van een wafel, tevreden houden (I'd like a waffle, please)
Supplémentaire chantilly, svp (extra whipped cream, please)
Quickly—I beg of you! (Rapidement—je prie de toi!)
Ich benötige ein Haar jetzt (I need a nap now)


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