On a recent trip to Brussels?the world capital of chocolate, beer, pomme frites, and creepy marionette museums?Times-Pic writer Doug MacCash made a startling discovery: potato po'boys have made their way across the Atlantic. Upon ordering a cone of pomme frites, MacCash spotted something that reminded him of home: "I noticed one of the servers splitting a soft baguette, spreading on the mayo and stuffing the bread with fries (no gravy). I hadn't noticed the sandwich on the menu board and I'm still not sure what they called it, but a potato po-boy by any other name smells as sweet, I like to say." [NOLA.com]
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