When in Belgium....

...eat loads of mussels!

I bloody love them. BLOODY LOVE THEM. This bucketful could have done with a bit (lot) more garlic but I'm a bit of a garlic freak. As it was I was still giddily happy with the enormous, sweet orange beauties here.
A side dish of hot, salty pommes frites and a large Belgian lager to wash them all down meant this particular pig was in the shit alright.