England is not a great culture shock from North America. No, not so much of a shock, more of a small tremble. Not noticed every day or all the time but it is pervasive and off-kiltering. Where I felt it the strongest was with everyday communication with British people. I think because there is the assumption that we are speaking the same language therefore we should never be at a loss of understanding. As you might guess, this is not the case. Turns out there are different words used for recognizable items makes one have to assess a situation a moment longer than might be necessary on home turf.
After 2 years of living in England, however, my ears had grown used to the English flowerly, descriptive, anecdotal speech. Since moving back to Canada I have found myself missing some of these words that, although known, are not in regular use in the North American vernacular. Here are a few off the top of my head in no particular order.
whilst
conjunction \ˈhwī(-ə)lst, ˈwī(-ə)lst\
Def. while
bespoke
adjective be·spoke \bi-ˈspōk, bē-\
Def. made to order
ephemeral
adjective ephem·er·al \i-ˈfem-rəl, -ˈfēm-; -ˈfe-mə-, -ˈfē-\
Def. lasting a very short time
alight
verb \ə-ˈlīt\
Def. to come down from something (as a vehicle) as disembark, dismount, deplane
moreish
adjective /ˈmɔː.rɪʃ/
Def. so pleasant to eat one wants more
twee
adjective \ˈtwē\
Def. sweet or cute in a way that is silly or sentimental
missive
noun mis·sive \ˈmi-siv\
Def. a letter or other written message
Although this post could have been part of this month's travel linkup hosted by Emma, Rebecca, and Kelly (check out the other links added) due to a lack of inspiration, procrastination, and technical difficulties I did not link up.
Definitions found mostly from Merriam-Webster online dictionary
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Tuesday, 10 March 2015
Thursday, 5 February 2015
Must Try Foods in Belgium
I was in a funny mood when I did a weekend trip to Brussels back in August
I was nearing the end of my time in England with the looming expiry date of my visa. I just wasn't myself. Don't misunderstand, I was excited to be visiting a new place on a mini-break, but I couldn't help feeling some sort of resentment. Resentful of what exactly, I'm not entirely sure. But to say the least, I was being a bit of a mardy one.
We wandered the beautiful streets of historic cities, lined by colourful buildings and canals, dotted with magnificent architecture and friendly locals, yet I was closing myself off to what was going on around me, unintentionally, but it was happening.
The only time my mood lifted was whenever food was in front of me. What can I say, I'm an emotional eater. When seated in a restaurant or sidewalk cafe, I couldn't help but look around and notice my surroundings. I was captive there and could finally take a breath and open myself up. It was through the food that I connected to my location, their culture, and to the history of the country.
Neuzen from Ghent, is a jellied purple candy in the shape of a nose. Because of the candy's short shelf life, it's not often exported and therefore can pretty much only be purchased in Belgium. Specifically Ghent. And just look how cute the carts are that sell the Cuberdon.
In Belgium, french fries are more than just fries, they are frites. Baked twice and served in a paper cone with a mayo dollop. (Not a great picture here as I was more focused on the meat stew across from me). The frites are super crispy, extra hot, and hit the spot any time of day; I saw people eating them morning, noon, and night. Here are better pictures of Brussels frites.
Waterzooi is next on my list. I had heard the word before, but never had the pleasure. This dish originated in Flanders and can be made with fish or chicken with a cream base soup and root vegetables. This was so nice, I had it twice.
Belgian waffles. What makes a waffle Belgian? It has to be made by a Belgian.*Ba-doom-ching* I've never been a huge fan of pancakes, waffles, or french toast because I don't like 'soft/soggy' bread, but I figured I couldn't leave Belgium without trying one and thank goodness I did. Oh-em-gee! So good! Served with fresh fruit and powdered sugar. It was light and crispy; I could have ate these all day!
Being a fan of Belgos in London, I knew what to expect on the issue of mussels. However, it's another must have food in Belgium and pretty much anywhere you go, you can't go wrong with the mussels.
A must try food in Belgium would be the chocolate. There are chocolatiers on every corner like a Tim Horton's in Canada. I bought an assorted box as a gift for my pops and got to try a few. Mmmm no one does it better. We also visited the Museum of Cocoa and Chocolate, which gave the history of chocolate, showed us punters how moulds were made and even displayed chocolate 'clothing', along with the all important free samples.
Belgian beer, not technically a food, but a certain must have. In Brussels I highly recommend a trip to Delirium Cafe. They have all the beer there, including exotic fruit beer for me. (Cactus beer pictured here). Sunny in London did a great post on the cafe.
After a night at Delirium I dragged my tired bones and tender head to an Irish pub serving a full "Irish" breakfast. No matter the location an Irish pub is a good idea. Just what this girl needed after a night out. (It included blood pudding. I think that's what made it Irish?)
So although Belgium has gone down in my books as not one of my most favourite destinations (I think it needs a redo), I do very much think back fondly to my time spent in the restaurants and to the foods I shared in Brussels, Bruges, and Ghent.
Thursday, 22 January 2015
The Day I was a Giant in Mini Europe
As a kid, I used to love tiny villages. There were several in Ontario that I have fond memories and awkward preteen photos of visits there. When I heard there was a 'miniature' Europe in Brussells, I was super excited to plan a visit for when I was headed to Belgium for a long weekend.
Mini-Europe is exactly what you'd expect; it's not super thrilling, but their amazing attention to detail and the cool sense of gigantism you get walking around, is worth a visit in my books.
I particularly enjoyed the location next to the Atomium, it made for interesting photos. Had we timed it better, we could have also checked out this 1958 World's Fair structure, getting lofty views of Brussels, however, due to heavy rain, hunger, the late hour, and general travel grumpiness, it was not meant to be.
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| The Monument of Freedom, Latvia and University of Vilnius, Lithuania |
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| Collegiate, Dinant, Belgium |
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| The Exchange, Copenhagen, Denmark |
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| Nyhavn, Copenhagen, Denmark |
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| Remembering WWI Cemeteries |
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| Grand Place, Brussels, Belgium |
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| Graslei, Ghent, Belgium |
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| Belfry and Halles, Bruges, Belgium |
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| Alden Biesen, Belgium |
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| Town Hall, Antwerp, Belgium |
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| The ferry from Dover to France |
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| Royal Crescent, Bath, England |
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| Pompidou Centre, Paris, France |
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| Sacre-Coeur, Paris, France |
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| Palazzo Ducale, Venice, Italy |
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| Brandenburger, Berlin, Germany |
Labels:
Adventure,
Belgium,
Brussels,
English,
Mini Europe,
Travel,
travelling
Friday, 19 December 2014
Christkindl Market
As mentioned ad nauseam, at least it's starting to feel that way a bit, I was on the quest for Christmas Markets in Ontario. I'm sure there are lots of little community fairs, sales, and markets at this time of year, but after my very brief Google search, I discovered the only 2 that take place in Ontario and coincidentally they were close enough for a visit.
Who am I kidding, I would have been willing to make an epic trek to get my Christmas Market fix.
The first market was the annual Christkindl Market taking place in Kitchener, Ontario. Fun fact: the town of Kitchener gets its name from Lord Kitchener (yeah, this guy) when it was renamed from Berlin during the Second World War. Although the residence of the city wanted to cut ties from Deutschland, the city is still strong in its Germanic culture. Kitchener also yearly plays host to a large Oktoberfest.
After my visit to the Brampton Christmas Market, I didn't want to get my hopes up too high. That said, the market certainly exceeded my expectations, I was slightly disappointed more of the stalls weren't outside in the charming wooden huts, but I know, windchill.
This market had all the hallmarks of a magical European Christmas Market; skating rink, wooden huts, sausage in a bun, Christmas ornaments, mulled wine (albeit only to be consumed in the beer garden), sugared almonds etc. However, this market also had traditional German dancing, Klaus the Organ Grinder, German carols, kartoffelpuffer, the pickle ornament, lederhosen, and lots of Stollen.
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| Klaus the Organ Grinder |
Honestly, it felt like the most German Market I've ever been to (I'm including the ones in Germany). The markets in Germany felt more authentic as if saying, 'this is our tradition, enjoy it with us here in Germany', whereas the Christkindl Market felt more like, 'this is German! This is a Christmas market!'. Not a bad thing in the least!
In Kitchener, this is how they do.
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