It’s an entirely different experience here in Belgium.
As the steaks of sun illuminated the busy streets of Brussels, people were queueing in small pop-ups, taking in the grilling smell of fresh seafood and pondering what to have. But they all have their favourites in mind, efficiency going about selecting their catches before heading off with a plate on one hand, wine on another.
Standing while dining never looked so good. It must be the cool temperature, the relaxed mindset while on vacation and the novelty of new experiences. Whatever it is, gathering around a small table with one eye transfixed on the wholesome meal and another on the person sharing his stories was quite an enjoyable moment.
Hello
Ni homme, ni femme
La playlist du rap belge
" Quand j'ai commencé, être écrivain belge c'était la honte "
Bruxelles fait son marché de l'Art
Max Pinckers : "Rendre visible, l'invisible"
Secrets, rituels et bizutage: bienvenue dans les cercles étudiants
Septentrion : objet belge bilingue non identifié pour aventure culturelle
"Dans le rap belge, on sait très bien qu'on ne vendra pas d'albums"