Frites (freet=fries)
Today we're going over the border.
On this side of the ocean they're neither French nor Free. When you think of frites you might think of moules-frites (mussels 'n' fries), a much-loved Belgian dish. In fact, a few months ago there were traffic jams near the Ikea there because they were offering moules-frites for 5 euros. Take that, Swedish meatballs.
Back to the Belgian fries. So why are they so distinctive? They are fried twice and they are fried in real fat (beef, usually). A lot of restaurants here in France that offer the moules-frites prepare their fries in the "authentic" way as well, but since we were going to Brussels anyways we decided we couldn't leave without trying the local fries. Very à l'americaine, non? We chose this place for its distinctive advertising :
Just check out the sauce selection!!
Here are the fries:
They give you a mountain of fries but, please, use the little fork!!
To be fair, they were very good and not at all heavy. You'd think you'd feel ill after eating your weight in fries (trust me the kiddos were in HEAVEN) but actually it made for a very nice meal. To further enhance your french fry fury I recently saw this little gem that every respectable fry-addict should own:
A porcelain frites holder . . . . . Snuggie not included!
