If it’s noon, it must be Bruges

May 2001. It was high noon at a bistro in Bruges. My jaw dropped when I scanned the overpriced menu. “I could find a better value than this,” I grumbled. It was too late. The rest of the group had ordered their lunches. After washing down a small serving of carbonnade (Flemish beef and beer …

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