Wednesday again and even though I don’t really have a recipe to share with you, I thought that a food post could be in order. Belgium is, as you might know, famous for fries or frites / fritjes as they are called in French / Flemish. In Brussels one of the most famous places to go for fries is Maison Antoine on Place Jourdan. The two times I have been on Place Jourdan since I came back to Belgium, I have actually seen bus loads of tourists queuing for some “frites avec sauce andalouse” (spicy mayo-ketchup sauce) or a mitraillette (baguette filled with fries, the word actually means a machine gun).
Frites on Place Jourdan is a Brussels classic. The fries are either served in a cornet (like the paper cone the girl is holding in her hand) or ravier (a small paper dish) and you eat them with a small plastic fork
My first evening in Brussels, the 9th June 2002 (yes, I am a sucker for remembering dates!) my Irish and Scottish friends took me to a terrace on Place Jourdan. We didn’t have any fries but I was told that I had to try them as soon as possible! Ever since then Place Jourdan has been “my” square in Brussels – I used to go there for lunch with my colleagues as I worked close by, I used to go to the bakery Au Vatel’s night-open atelier (workshop where you buy bread straight from the bakers) for newly baked pain au chocolat after partying all night and I even had a falafel one early morning in the other friterie (Maison Antoine is not open in the middle of the night).
O and I even met at a party in an apartment on Place Jourdan almost five years ago (21st May 2005). I bought him a pain au chocolat in the bakery after the party and he gave me and all my friends (actually his as well as it turned out that we had mutual friends) a lift home.
What is great about Place Jourdan is also all the terraces that are open during the [more or less] warmer season. They get packed during lunch time and after work when it is sunny. Most of them don’t mind that you bring your own fries (or other food) as long as you order something to drink. My father has his favourite bar where he always drinks a Leffe Brune (Belgian beer) when my parents visit Brussels.
On Sundays there is a market on the square and you can buy all sorts of delicious cheeses, sausages and fruits and vegs. The grilled chicken with roasted potatoes is another classic!
And to round up, some photos of our new temporary home in Brussels! It is an apartment-hotel apartment (sounds funny, doesn’t it?) and it is definitely an ok sized apartment. Even though I don’t just loathe canned mushroom but also the colour orange, I guess I can live with an orange kitchen for a few months!?😉
The plastic boxes above the kichen cupboards were bought in Ikea on Monday and filled with food stuff since there isn’t much storage at all in the kitchen. The lower cupboards contain a fridge, a dishwasher and the rubbish bin and below the micro-wave oven to the left there is a Nespresso machine…
We are off to the big Carrefour (supermarket) tonight to stock up on some more food and necessities…