26 January, 2013
If you would have told me that I would have been flying back from Krakow talking to a Russian about a family favorite food, and then go there with a friend from Rome, and someone aspiring to be Secretary of State, just a few months prior- I would have laughed.
But this is Brussels, and this is what you do. Sure enough, that's exactly what happened. The place is small, but easy to find, just around the corner. They make some rather small, but very delicious versions of Golabki. Service was great, and I found myself exactly where I never thought I would be, full circle, eating the most amazing food, with the greatest company in all of Brussels.
The owners of Fleur de l'Europe risked everything to turn the place into a sanctuary for Polish M.P.s, who you can find at home watching Polish television or drinking beer during the week. Through hard-work they've created a great place for Polish food and culture in the city of Brussels.
20 January, 2013
Me and Amsterdam had a relationship. It was a definitely a love/hate relationship. I'm not sure exactly what happened in Amsterdam, but I can say with certainty, no-matter what happened, there will never be another weekend like the one I had in the Netherlands that semester. The truth is, I believe, this was the moment that everything I was before ended, and everything I would become began. Amsterdam is like the boyfriend you're glad you've dated, but also glad you've broken up. But, if he were to walk in the room right now, I'd instantly fall to my knees and beg that he take me with him.
Posted by Liv Jones at 1:27 PM