Mussels in Brussels

On our Euro trip eating Mussels in Brussels was one of the things on my to do list. Not simply because of the clever rhyme, but because we were going to be in this little pocket of the world precisely when mussels are at their best, September. So, on our very first night in Brussels once Husband and I finally found a restaurant, I ordered Mussels in Garlic Cream Sauce. This ended up being my favourite meal of the entire trip. It wasn't just the mussels that were good either. I started the meal with a glass of proseco. Then moved on to a delicious dark beer that I has with deep fried Belgian cheese. which was amazeballs. Then came my lovely pot of mussels. I do know that everything always tastes better when you're on vacation. But this meal was so delicious. And these mussels were the best I have ever had. (Not that I've been eating them for a long time - I did have that whole anatomical hurdle to get over with mussels) However, the cream sauce on these mussels was indescribable. I literally do not know how to convey how good this was. At the time I thought it would be uncouth if I took my spoon and started ladling the sauce into my mouth like a soup but that is what I really, really wanted to do. I did take a couple spoonfuls because I couldn't help myself but showed some serious restraint by keeping it down to only two. The meal finished with more beer, some toffee waffers, oh! and an American giving me hell for not having been to San Francisco.

What really is a bee in my bonnet is not the American chewing me out in the most polite fashion possible, but that at the time I didn't know how good I had it. I thought "My God I can't wait to eat like this the whole time we're here. I'm having mussels at least twice more before we go home." And I did. But every serving of mussels after was just completely mediocre compared to that restaurant. O, to own a time machine. Or have the cash flow to just pop back to Brussels now and then to satisfy the craving. Since I have neither of those things at the moment, I find myself trying to re-create this seafood experience and failing miserably. I should have paid more attention to what exactly was in this dish but I was too busy having a gay old time in Brussels. I tried exactly 2 different recipes for mussels in garlic cream sauce since coming home from vacation and both times I've been sadly disappointed. Not that they weren't good, but it just didn't meet the standard or expectation. But I am on a mission my friends to crack this code. And if it takes me 10 years and a return trip to Brussels I will figure this out. I'm not one to give up easy. And dammit I want to experience those flavours again.

PS - I don't have any pictures of me enjoying those fabulous mussels so a random picture of our wanderings thru Brussels will have to suffice