I almost didn’t do a post today. Gasp.
At eight o’clock last night I hadn’t edited, much less chosen, a single picture for this. I was tired, it was my first day back at work in over a week, and my body is on Brussels time (fast forward six hours, making it 2 a.m.). I also went for a nice long run at the gym yesterday, and yes I believe anything over three miles is long when you’re not a runner. Scoff all you want, but I’m über proud of myself. Despite exhaustion, my ego is doing just fine. ♫ “[S]he’s going the distance. [S]he’s going for speed.” ♫
Then I thought long and hard (snort) about it, and decided what kind of food blogger would I be if I didn’t share my vacation eats. Hell, I went to Brussels and Amsterdam; it’s not like I went camping for a week, which wouldn’t be a bad thing necessarily….ok, it totally would. I don’t do camping and haven’t since the days of my youth, where my parents made all major vacation decisions for me (“It was great guys really. I have fond memories of Corey sliding down the side of a mountain into a bee’s nest and playing Ouija board in the dead of night. Good times.”)
Back to the food and the reason I finally got my act together (at least enough to do a post today because we all know my act will never fully be together, and I’m good with it). I ate phenomenally and fantastically well in Belgium and Amsterdam last week, so it would be an absolute travesty not to share. You might have seen a tidbit here and there, but now I’m going to reveal all the meals you haven’t seen. Dun, dun, dun.
Before I jump right into the pictures, I need to say a word (really several words because why limit yourself?) about what we’re all doing here today, and by that I mean our What I Ate Wednesday parties. None of it would be possible if it weren’t for Ms. Jenn, the woman, the myth, the legend behind Peas and Crayons. Not only does she routinely, untiringly and sometimes thanklessly host our gatherings, she’s a badass cook, with a little crafty throw in for good measure. Did I mention, she’s also a fan of bananas? Be still my heart.
#publicbanana wouldn’t be possible without these babies. Oh how I love them.
There you have it; my vacation eats.
Was it as good for you as it was for me? I sure hope so, and if you aren’t sick of seeing photos from Brussels yet, I still have my farmers market pictures to share. For some odd reason (or perhaps not so odd depending on your take on farmers markets), I edited those days ago, so they are ready and raring to go. I guess we know where my heart lies, aside from with the Hubby…and my cats…and my nephew.
What would have been your favorite meal from all of the above and why? Can you handle one more post of pictures? I hope so because they’re coming whether you want them or not.