Goodness! Becinbrussels is one year old today. Where did the idea come from?
It was brewing for a while. I realised that any creativity my brain had was slowly seeping away. Every day the only thing I wrote were meeting requests; "Dear Mr X, would you be available to meet Mr Y on a, b or c date in November?" And all I seemed to read were emails and the news (and there were usually not many positive things to report in there!) So I thought, I like restaurants, I like cafes - why not write about them?
And you're glad you did?
Oh yes! Keeping this blog has been all about escapism with, I have to admit, the addition of a splash of subversion! If I could find something else to write about than meeting requests, printing or photocopying, then I knew all was not lost, that my brain would not shrivel, and I was still capable of independent thought rather than groupthink! It also gave me an excuse to continue getting out and about in this city, rather than sticking to my usual haunts. And a few people have told me that they like it, and that it can even be helpful, so I'll continue until they tell me to stop.
What next for Becinbrussels?
I think I should probably make the blog look a bit better, but as you can tell, I'm a bit of a novice. That's another great thing about doing this blog: I've learned new skills: I now have a vague idea what html is, and I dabble in a bit of photo editing. It gives me something to talk about. I'd also like to solicit ideas from people who read this blog. It's hard to find the time to research new places, and there are some areas of town where I've barely scratched the surface. Reader recommendations and guest blogs could help!
What kind of place do you have to be to get featured on becinbrussels?
Well, as you have probably noticed, I don't go to expensive places much. That's mainly because I cannot afford to, but it's also because I like places that have atmosphere, where something amusing happens to me, or that seem to sum up what Brussels is about. That's not to say that I always really like the places I write about, but they have to provoke some kind of reaction. Sometimes starched white tablecloths and napkins just don't inspire me that much.
It's 27 November today. Do you have a tip for me? It's rather grey outside.
Ugh, yes. So it is. Well, I went for a recce of the Christmas market last night, Plaisirs d'Hiver. Bitterly cold with gusts of evil wind it was. It wasn't long before I was enticed over to a German stall selling sausages near the Bourse. And very good my Bratwurst was too. Smoked hot dog which you sliced into with your teeth, accompanied by slimy trails of onions and ketchup. Very warming and satisfying. Somehow I managed to go home with my hands smelling of curry sauce, but it made me smile anyway.
To readers of this blog, thank you!