This story was written after my chocolate trail in Belgian ‘chocolateries’ during my last month in a place I called home for more than three years. Thus, it was my way of honoring Brussels, my adoptive city.
Bruxelles is for me the city of chocolate, Art Nouveau, European Institutions, smurfs and bande dessinée. I will cover for now only chocolate. It will be the pricey one because in Belgium quality comes with a (high) price.