I travel to Belgium in search of a Belgian Waffle

Best idea mom ever had.

 She says "Tom, do you want to go to Belgium tomorrow for breakfast? They are home of the Belgian waffle." I couldnt hardly contain my excitement because of the jestfulness of such an endeavor.

How silly of me to have never put two and two together.

this is the heaven that was awaiting my mouth at the restaurant

 Here's the family, pre-waffle domination

waffle domination.

does this not look like the best food ever? It was.

BEER IN THE LAND O' BEER:

Now OBVIOUSLY, no other country has ever beaten the U.S. in anything, BUT...

 if I am to make almost one exception - it would be Belgium and give them a prize for their beer. Because, if they had beer back in Jesus' time, he would have likely drank that instead of wine.

Jesus drinking beer. TFM.

Anyway, we toured this old school style beer factory - I mean, these folks bottle their beer in wooden barrels still. How boss is that? 

It receives the Tom Ford Thumb of Approval

elder Ford and I amongst the many barrels o' brew. happy as could be.

Jay and I pounding a brew from some dude who brews his own beer somewhere. 

The Famous Site:

As a side note, how funny is it that the only thing famous
to Brussels is a 1 foot high statue of a little kid
grabbing his
wanker and pissing?

Here's another one for you freaks who wanna see it up closer.

So, that concludes my trip:

 Beer... Waffles... and a Little Man pissing his heart out in front of thousands of cameras a year.


Then we went to Budapest, Hungary and just got back. We had a hell of a time drinking at what are rated the best bars in the world. What a claim. I had to check it out for myself.

Thats the next blog.

I love you all dearly.