Last night, I got a taste of a classic American Sunday when I went to a local bar called “Fat Boy’s” with a few of my friends. Appropriately enough, Fat Boy’s is an all-American sports bar near the European Parliament where they screen ESPN and American football while serving up American style grub like chicken wings and nachos…yum yum! In my longing for a simple American indulgence, I asked for a Bud Light off of their bottled beer list, but I was unfortunately told that they actually didn’t have it – slightly disappointing! Something about how the shipments kept coming in expired. So I settled for Hoegaarden – when in Brussels, after all!
The crowd was surprisingly American, as well. It was very bizarre to encounter at least 25 random Americans in one place in Brussels. I never would have known there were so many in this city! The Eagles game assumed the prime position on the big screen, but it’s probably just as well considering the disappointing performance by my Ravens. As I watched McNabb and the boys dominate the field, I realized just how heartwarming it is to root for a pack of aggressive men in tight pants. It was very refreshing to realize that Americanized fun is not completely inaccessible in Brussels.
The crowd was surprisingly American, as well. It was very bizarre to encounter at least 25 random Americans in one place in Brussels. I never would have known there were so many in this city! The Eagles game assumed the prime position on the big screen, but it’s probably just as well considering the disappointing performance by my Ravens. As I watched McNabb and the boys dominate the field, I realized just how heartwarming it is to root for a pack of aggressive men in tight pants. It was very refreshing to realize that Americanized fun is not completely inaccessible in Brussels.
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