Where: Brussels, Belgium
When: January 18-20, 2013
With: Dave
The other word that is synonymous with Belgium is chocolate. And if you did not know this, you could not walk more than half a block in Brussels without quickly realising. I do not exaggerate in saying that at least one of every 5 shops in Brussels was a chocolatier.
The thing I found fascinating was the chain feeling of the chocolate shops . We must have seen twenty Godivas and fifteen Leonidas as we wandered through Brussels all weekend. They are all swarmed with people, lured in by the decadence, looking for some special offer of chocolates to bring home as a souvenir. Most of these big names could be found in the Grand Palace, and each morning, we took a quick stop off in one to buy one or two chocolates while we planned out our day.
The rest of the time, we had very little agenda with regards to our chocolate crawl. We would just wait until the next impulse to eat chocolate hit, and hop into the closest place we found.
Pierre Marcolini was a little too high fashion for us. They had great macaroons, but were really snooty. Their chocolate was displayed like jewellery and they wouldn't let any photos be taken.
One display window had an art gallery of chocolate sculptures. There was an artist inside, carving away, while bowler hats of pure chocolate sat around him.
When: January 18-20, 2013
With: Dave
The other word that is synonymous with Belgium is chocolate. And if you did not know this, you could not walk more than half a block in Brussels without quickly realising. I do not exaggerate in saying that at least one of every 5 shops in Brussels was a chocolatier.
The thing I found fascinating was the chain feeling of the chocolate shops . We must have seen twenty Godivas and fifteen Leonidas as we wandered through Brussels all weekend. They are all swarmed with people, lured in by the decadence, looking for some special offer of chocolates to bring home as a souvenir. Most of these big names could be found in the Grand Palace, and each morning, we took a quick stop off in one to buy one or two chocolates while we planned out our day.
The rest of the time, we had very little agenda with regards to our chocolate crawl. We would just wait until the next impulse to eat chocolate hit, and hop into the closest place we found.
Pierre Marcolini was a little too high fashion for us. They had great macaroons, but were really snooty. Their chocolate was displayed like jewellery and they wouldn't let any photos be taken.
One display window had an art gallery of chocolate sculptures. There was an artist inside, carving away, while bowler hats of pure chocolate sat around him.
Our favorite chocolate place we found was a smaller chain called Mary. The lady who worked in here was so sweet. They had delicious variety and a big vat making hot chocolate that was amazing and perfect for the cold snowy day.
When we purchased our little box of chocolates from Mary's, it was gift wrapped in such a fancy way. At first, we felt like we needed a special occasion to eat each one, but in the end, they were gone within a week.
As someone who isn't a diehard chocolate fan, even I got roped into it all. Delicious.
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