Tea Smoked. Again. Chicken.

Oh, we had some great food lately. With the days suddenly so much longer. Great British Menu pushing the boundaries of modern food. Us more in Brussels for a change. Market abundance with spring and all. A perfect mix for a foodie cocktail.

Mark made a spot on bisque. We ate perfect mash. A great carbonade a la Flamande. The most exquisite duck a l’orange. Why am I telling you all this, I hear you ask? Well … because none of this made it long enough for a foodie photo shot. Sorry!

However I drew the line at the Chinese tea smoked chicken!

Adopt a Blogger. Lesson 2.

One, I have been a very bad adoptive parent. Two, I have been abroad all last week and oh, the stories and the food I have to tell you about! Gorgeous! With the 1 and 2 May official days off in Belgium, I guess I am not the only Brussels resident who decided to take a week off.

But we are back. Probably heavier than we left, as we spent a good part of our holiday eating and drinking. Does this happen to you as well? Nevertheless, our batteries are charged, our cameras full of souvenirs, our bags full of goodies.

Potatoes. Perfect Mash. Click.

An entry for Click.

Potato. If I am very, very honest then this is probably my most favourite vegetable. Seriously. You can eat it in almost every way except raw. Then again, raw it seems to be very good for removing dark (eye) circles. All the things you learn!

Potatoes. Fried? Mashed? Baked? Boiled? Stewed? You name, all possible with the potatoes. And don’t even get me started on the sweet variety.

Matcha Ice Cream. Little Asian Twist.

Matcha doesn’t need an introduction anymore. It is just me being on the slow side… Everyone tried it our like zillion of times, and way, way back in time. Then here I come along and give it a try as well. Guess you are never too old to learn?

Intrigued by so many posts and so many variations on matcha I decided it was time our household had a matcha experience too. First I had to find this matcha powder. Granted, a couple of shops I asked for gave me a blank look. I gave them a blank look back. We moved on. Finally I came across the most over priced matcha in the history of matcha at Le Palais des Thes. And bought it. When I’m on a mission, nothing stops me. Jane Bond!

Nice. Weekend. Cote d’Azur.

Don’t you love it when spur of the moment you book a weekend break? Just like that. Because you want some sun. A change. Flights are cheap. You choose.

Exactly what we did. Friday 9:00am I was in my office, looking at my screen, trying hard to concentrate with the pouring rain outside. Miserable. Friday 9:00pm we were walking along the Promenades des Anglais, admiring the beauty of Nice and wondering if it will stay as warm over the weekend?

Croissants. And Curry Leaves.

Ciao. And where did the time go?

How do you like the new design? I am still working on it but time has been very limited these past few weeks. Work was mad. Our social life picked up … hmm … I wonder why? Who knows, it might just be the spring sun. Oh, and there was also Nice.

Yet this post is long overdue and I apologize for this! Why the ‘ciao’ or the croissants you wonder? Well … let me tell you about this little food blogging event, (European) Blogging by Mail. This is what you’d probably call food heaven in the food blogosphere! You get to spend time putting together a little food package. You ship it to your ‘mystery’ recipient. And you wait for the surprise, the joy, and eventually the foodie post. I was on time with all of the above. Except the post.

Spring Cleaning. Changes.

It’s officially spring. Freezing outside. But everywhere I look it’s spring: flowers blooming, birds singing, a timid sun. Which is probably why I feel like a change. Well, more like a blog change.

So please bear with me while I tweak and make some changes - and please, please let me know along the way how you like, feel, use the new design. I will try to make Glorious Food and Wine more attractive, user friendly and delicious

Manioc. Chips/Fries Otherwise.

Manioc. If you don’t know this root vegetable yet, I’ll try to convince you otherwise. If you know it already … then, I can only envy you!

Such a delicious discovery. It all started in Brazil. Remember? Amongst the many different foods we ate, we also tried the ‘mandioca frita’. Eh? Manioc chips? Living in Belgium there is a certain aprehension whenever someone else around the world is trying to sell you fries (chips). Yeah, right!

The Belgian Countryside. Rain.

A walk in the Belgian countryside. And lots of pies.

Flea Markets. Props. And Click.

An entry for Click.

Sundays are perfect. Let me rephrase that. Not only can I sleep in on Sundays (bliss!), but Sundays are also famous in Brussels for 2 things - markets and more markets. Some are food related, others are flea markets. I love both!

Despite this being a food blog and all, this time around I’ll go easy on the food-markets and tell you all about the Brussels flea markets. One of them at least. The one where I tend to source most of the props for this blog. Inexpensive? Check. Varied? Check. Ideal for a hobby blogger/foodie? Check. My kind of place!