The Market

Every Tuesday and Friday morning vendors come to the area in Hasselt called the Kolonel Dusartplein and set up a market. It's just a few blocks from our house.

Not sure who Kolonel Dusart was, but his namesake plein is usually just a big wide open space unless there's a market or some other special event. I'm going to look that up (the Kolonel Dusart part).

de plein, de plein

But when there's a market you find lots of fruits, vegetables, shrubs, flowers, bread, cheese, meat, clothing, antiques, even hardware. The market is every week all year - even in winter. Every Tuesday and every Friday! Like on this day, the temperature was a -6C with a wind chill of -12C (for us, that's 21F with a wind chill of 10F).

I'm just sayin' . . . that's cold.

Waffle House

de kaas man

Starbucks wagon

fish pot - fish soup?

brood!

quite a crowd - gratis sausage?

the squeegee dept

this will be empty by noon - really

kip aan de spit

(chicken on a stick)

And dat's de market.

Oh, and Kolonel Dusart was a senior Belgian officer during the First World War.