Handmade Belgian chocolates
In the Place du Grand Sablon, also known as uptown Brussels, left of the antique market and the ancient church was a famous chocolate store once visited by the Pope. Wittamer's produces only handmade chocolate, many classes above the well-known Godiva and Leonidas - or so I'm told.
With her gloved fingers, the shop assistant picked the chocolates I selected. The second box was for my chocolate loving friends in London. I made sure I selected two of each sort so that the couple wouldn't fight over them.
Thinking back years ago, I had a crush on a post-graduate student who was ever so helpful in the computer labs. I was curious whether he was indeed a muscular swimmer or just a fat grad student. To find out, I invited him over for a home-cooked dinner. Not by me, but by my visiting mother. He brought me a box of Belgian chocolates. After three bowls of rice, he was hooked on my mom's cooking. And I? Well, I fell in love with the chocolates and forgot why I invited him in the first place.
Perhaps this second box of chocolates would do the trick. Sleep-deprived parents of first borns need to be reminded that only a year ago they were in wedded bliss. Like chocolates, life should just melt in your mouth - like the love that started it in the first place.
5 November 2001 Monday
Further left of the Place du Grand Sablon was a four to five storey building - a museum of musical instruments. Musee des Instruments de Musique wasn't listed in the guide I printed off the Internet. So it was a fresh discovery. Alas!
In the Place du Grand Sablon itself was a restaurant on the first floor of an old chapel. You'll never find it unless you know where to look for it.