Desiring to raise me during a rolling day dedicated to the rodging of my tires, I decided to make the Belgians boiler the middle point of a loop of 325 km through the sumptuous landscapes of Livradois Forez and Velay. After discovering the wild beauty of the devil bridge and the Chalençon castle, I stopped in this estaminet and sat down on the terrace.At the first sip of Belgian beer, at the first bite of silver and fries, I felt the heavens open and a powerful voice coming from Upper saying to me: then, kid, do you believe in me there once? . As this voice had the accent of Benoît Poelvoorde, I relaxed and enjoyed these excellent specialties very quietly (with a second beer to bring down th...
