Did you really think I stopped eating tartines? Not at all and with the game season in full swing in Belgium, my tartines have become more…interesting. I absolutely love game & wildfowl: having lived in Montana, I should know a thing or two about this. You may have different opinions on the topic, but the truth is in some parts of the world this is simply a surviving method. Not in modern-day Brussels, that’s for sure, but one may as well indulge in the pleasures of life.
How exactly? Pumpkin bio bread smeared with butter, smoked deer and white grapes. A bit of freshly ground pepper and that’s it. Beautiful simplicity!
the pickled spruit. 