Belgian culinary masterpiece

It is a great disappointment to me that I do not have a photo that goes with this story. You will see why shortly.

Instead the photo is from a different forest area to the last post. I find trees covered in mosses somehow very enchanting. They make me think of fairytales. Coming from such a dry continent, trees covered in mosses were only ever in story books. The tress where I grew up were nothing like this.

This is the only reason I can think of now to explain why I find them so fascinating as an adult. Anyway, because spring has not yet arrived, the trees are still quite barren, the forest floor covered in the litter of brown leaves, so the green trunks providing a striking contrast, a little of which I have cpatured in this image.

I am a bit frustrated by not being able to catch the real richness of colour that I saw, but I am enrolling in a photography course soon, so may learn some new tricks to get what I really want out of my photos.

So to my Belgian culinary experience. The Friday night we reached Haut Fays, we ended up in a nearby pizzeria. There are no restuarants or taverns in Haut Fays, but we found something a few k's down the road. Half way down the menu, I discovered the 'Belgian Pizza'. Nicky and I debated whether I could really even attempt it, but I just couldn't pass it up. This pizza came with the usuals - cheese, tomato, and then it had pieces of beef, and was topped off with chips (of the french fries variety!)

I had to order it to see if it was real. The waiter laughed when I ordered - that should have been a sign. Sure enough, it arrived, perhaps the biggest individual pizza you have ever seen, and then covered in chips as well! The bottom line - I couldn't finish it, didn't even get close, but I certainly had fun trying!

Shane