We're just back from a weekend in London toasting congratulations to some friends who have just gotten married...more on that later.
On our way back from the train station to home, we decided that we needed some bread. Now, in Belgium, unlike the UK, no shops are open on a Sunday and we don't do 24 hr super-uber-town-consuming markets either (thank god!). The only shop that's open on a Sunday is the bakerij which can be seen full of Belgian's popping out to get the Sunday bread, chocolade broodjes and other lekker goodies. I love it! I love the fact that Belgian's are crazy about their Sunday bread!
All the pastires aside, we got home at 8pm which meant that the bakerij was closed. But fear ye not! Any self-respecting Belgian street corner has...no, not that...
The Belgian brood automaat.
With the thought of toast with butter and a cup of Errrol Grrrey, this humble vendor made me feel happy about living in Belgium .
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