23.12.09

everzwijn wel, maar geen mosselen.
















Along with the trains, other things continue to barely function here in Antwerp. We went to Het Elfde Gebod tonight (pictured below), in order to satisfy our moules/frites craving, except: they weren't serving mussels this evening. Our waiter said that today's delivery had "a wrong smell". Perhaps they missed their train, the mussels?
























Yes, that is a picture of a giant cactus-balled penis on top of all of the religious icons.

Mara ended up having a really good "everzwijn in rode wijn with Luikse peer en brioche van girolles"...something like "wild boar in red wine with stewed pear and a mushroom brioche"? Really unexpectedly delicious, I would happily eat this again this moment.

I myself ordered rabbit stewed with prunes and apricots, cooked "Grandma-style", which should mean something advisory to me. In short, it was way less interesting than Mara's swine. Thanks for nothing Grandma.

But still, a fun kitschy atmosphere, great beers, and pleasantly somehow retro-style service made everthang OK. Thank goodness we had enough cash b/c their PIN machine wasn't working: apparently there's some kind of city-wide ATM problem.





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