The place he sent us to ended up being a fritterie, where every single thing was deep-fried. We ended up passing on that, but we were assured by our friends from De Haan that he had, indeed, sent us to the best fritterie in town.
I always get butterflies in my stomach before I ask someone if I can take their picture. I’m not sure why. People are what I want to see, capture, and remember most– but I often feel afraid. I am trying to get over this, and to just ask more often.
Clearly, he was happy that I did. And now, he is part of our Brugges experience.