A few of Jim's co-workers have recommended a barbecue restaurant in the nearby town of Tongeren. Mostly because the guy who owns it says he's from Texas.
So, this past Friday night, we checked it out.
It's called Chuckwagon and believe it or not, the owner's name is . . . Chuck.
Our neighbors joined us. That's Pieter and Annemie. They asked if we'd know which one was Chuck and I said if he says "where y'all from?" then that's Chuck.
Well, he didn't say that nor is he from Texas. He's from Philadelphia. He just says he's from Texas because
1) it sounds better to be from Texas than from Philadelphia - I'm not so sure about that
and
2) he moved to Belgium from Texas so he thinks that counts - we actually did the same thing
They even served Budweiser beer, which only Jim would drink. I had a margarita that was not spectacular.
So, Chuck married a Belgian woman, been here 15 years, has owned the restaurant for 7.
He's also very familiar with how things work in Belgium and he was eager to share his dismay at the Belgian system. It was my opinion that he has obviously been away from the States too long because everything Chuck said about Belgium could have been said about the U.S. as well.
Chuck indeed served MEGA Texas burgers and they were pretty good and thoroughly cooked. Here in Belgium, you have to order your burgers "well done". Otherwise they may come rare, like steak. I had the jalapeno burger and it almost felt good for my mouth to be on fire. That rarely never happens with Belgian cuisine.
We'll probably go back one of these days since we promised Chuck a Jefferson T-shirt to add to his wall of Texas T-shirts and in return we'll get a free hamburger. We may even show him how to make a proper margarita.
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