I’m feeling a little overloaded with amazing architecture so today I’d like to take a break and update on a couple of items I blogged about recently. Remember when I went to the fair the first night I got to Europe and ate something called the croustillon? It was doughy and sweet and fatty and what you might say écoeurant …
We’re Not in Kansas Anymore
 When I was in Antwerp last February, it was hovering around freezing point and my hands were shaking every time I took them out of my gloves to take a picture. I’d blogged about viewing the museums and main sights then, so this time it’s just about hanging out in one of my favorite cities on a very helter …