So, I saw these little Babar figurines and had to buy them.
They are made by a French company called Plastoys and are vividly hand painted--quite beautiful, really. Of course, they will end up in the bath tub, buried in the sandbox and thrown off the steps by spiderman, or something--all in the name of play.
I also picked up this little first word book. I could not resist--the photos are so utterly representative of what I think of as life in Europe--and the words are in Flemish, of course. But why not learn a few words in Flemish--especially Patat Met, which is essential to visiting Belgium since they do have the best damn fries in the world (with mayo, of course).


And of course, I had to buy chocolate--I mean, they would not even allow me to board the plane for my return flight without buying some, so I just went down to the main square and stocked up at Neuhaus Chocolates--to be on the safe side.
Bought a box for us, a box for each set of parents (mine and Brian's), a box of truffles for my dear friend Kendra (thanks for watching our boy overnight one night while both Brian and I were away for work travel), and bag of florentine-like chocolates (those in the bag on the right).

The Belgians really do make the best chocolates--I get weak in the knees just looking at this photo. And the white chocolate too makes me want to die--especially when combined with this hazelnut ganache inside...be still my beating heart. So, why not a little chocolate or too with breakfast? Helps with the jet lag...
Friday, July 18, 2008
From Belgium, with Love
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Ohh, what lovely treats, my mouth is watering :O)
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