Good Sunday In Brussels Back In The Days

Tiina Kivelä Brussels

The other day, I came to think of my life in Brussels (yes, I have lived in there too) and what I would do did there almost every Sunday. Because it was kind of a lovely tradition for a slow Sunday, especially in spring and summer, on sunny warm days when you could wander in the sunshine and enjoy your Ethiopian coffee in the patio…

(But first, lets take a note how on on Saturday I would have taken the train to Ghent/Gent – one of my favourite smaller towns in Europe. )

Regularly, my Sunday in Brussels started running in some of the way too rare green areas in Brussels. Or sleeping in for the slight hangover from the day before (those strong Belgian beers, – careful over there).

Then, it was time for Belgian fries for lunch. In Place Jourdan. After which – if it wasn’t too late already (might have been that this and the running substituted each other – I would wander to the Sunday market in Place du Jeu de Balle, and the second hand shops nearby (most of my current 2 handbags come from there). And most importantly, every Sunday I was after the Ethiopian coffee by Aksum Coffee House, which since then has moved into three locations (one in Grand Place, one Galerie du Loi and one in De Brouckère).

Serving Ethiopian coffee– one one the best if not even the best coffee I have ever been drinking – and simple yet delicious sweets.

Then, when it was time to wander home, I would keep an eye on the comics on the walls and maybe, if thirsty, enjoy one more small beer of the week.

Tiina Kivelä Aksum Brussels

 

Tiina Kivelä

 

Tiina Kivelä

 

 

I don’t know which Sunday markets in Brussels are the best now, if there even is any. Nevertheless, if you are around, go get the fries from Place du Jourdan and coffee from Aksum. They’re still up and running.

You’ll not be disappointed.

(And yes the featured pic has that ugly covering fence in purpose. Because it’s Brussels, always something going on and always a bit messed up, a bit unstructured, a bit chaotic. The kind of thing which makes you think was it bad already before EU or was it the EU. Looking at the Brexit mess, I would be quite sure it’s the former though.)


Where: Brussels, Belgium (more of my Brussels tips in here)