Belgian Borders and what melts in between

Between Monday morning and Tuesday afternoon we drove from the western border of Belgium (with France) to the eastern border (with Germany) and enjoyed rich company and experiences between these two borders!

We were warmly received by friends Pierre and Lisbeth who live just outside of Brussels, in a neighborhood which has a border between Flemish speaking Belgians and Fresh speaking Belgians.

Just across the border in front of their home (the street) we saw the house where our dear daugher-in-law, Kate, lived for five years as a pre-schooler and early elementary school child.

We crossed the border into a heavenly realm when Pierre took us for a sparkling wine tasting in his custom-constructed wine cellar, lit only with candlelight.

Lisbeth served a delicious traditional Belgian dinner, thoughtfully prepared for we who have recently eaten so many restaurant meals. This meal melted in our mouths are we talked and laughed and sipped beautiful wines into the night.

We soon melted (someone had to!) the lovely Belgian chocolates waiting on our pillows in the comfy guest room.

The next morning I was able to drive to a boulangerie artisanale (artisanal bakery) with Pierre for breakfast items and to see along the way many residential neighborhoods where the Dutch and the French architectural styles can be seen melting into one another.

Between the borders of Belgium was a meltingly warm experience, despite the actual temperatures in the 30's F. Thank you Pierre and Lisbeth!