Auberge Grand Place
Frites
I don't understand why these fried potatoes tastes 100% different from the ones I buy at my local frites shop in Seattle. It must be the Belgium's touch.
Each fried stripes were heavenly, not too hot that would burn the roof my mouth. After focusing down the frites and giving my neck a break I was refueled to tilt my head back and stare up at the sculptures on the side of the buildings in the square.
Each fried stripes were heavenly, not too hot that would burn the roof my mouth. After focusing down the frites and giving my neck a break I was refueled to tilt my head back and stare up at the sculptures on the side of the buildings in the square.
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