that was the year that Brussels brusselled...
Back in the capital of Belgium for a few days, mostly sitting in a darkened theatre waiting for something to happen. It has been pretty cold and damp here, although I gather that things haven't been so different back home. On my way to the theatre each morning I pass through a rather haphazard sort of ethnic market, mainly moroccan, but with a few lebanese and greek specialists to leaven the mix. What often strikes me is the volume of stuff that is delivered, yesterday it was bales and bales of fresh mint, and the smell as the cardboard wrapped bundles were watered was ever so powerful. Sometimes they deliver coriander instead, the wonder is what anyone can do with several tons of fresh mint.I was a touch horrified to spot, in our local supermarket: a glass jar of brussel sprouts, I wasn't tempted.
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