Moules Frites

Antwerp, Belgium

The beauty that is Antwerp is one I had always been unfamiliar with. The architecture whispers stories of an olden life within the backdrop of ominous churches and a medieval/coastal village; the market square one could easily mentally picture populated with crowds of people from 100′s of years ago. But now? Filled with a wandering and hungry Paolo and I (and some local friends).  Continue reading

Delirium

Brussels and Grimbergen, Belgium

It was the morning of the Brussels show on the In Flames, Trivium, Ghost, Rise To Remain, Insense tour when Paolo and I were picked up by one of our good pals (and incredible photographer) Rudy. Rudy’s plan for us for the day was to take us to the town of Grimbergen for some great Belgian chow. For those of you beer fans out there, Belgian beer is some of the truly great stuff of this Earth – and Belgian frites? Fuckin A – The Belgians wrote the book on a good frite.  Continue reading

Jesse Leach, German Brats, Belgian Frites (part II)

L.A., California

I don’t know how other band-dudes’ relationships with their managers are, but I’d relate mine to that of a sibling’s bond. I look up to Justin and trust Justin like one would their older brother. Never have I been professionally steered in any direction other than the right one by him, and through his constant knowledge of food spots in his old haunts – I can certainly profess that J was one of the people responsible for putting me on the path that would lead to my food-fanaticism. Arcangel (his real last name mind you) lived in N.Y.C. when I first met him back in 2002 (initially only assigned to become Trivium’s entertainment lawyer, he later became co-manager and eventually sole-manager in 07/08), and he always seemed to have a vast array of knowledge of insanely impressive food spots. It seemed that every time we’d hang out for “band meetings” or what-have-you… we’d always be eating well. I wanted that spider-sense.  Continue reading