Before visiting Brussels last summer, I innocently reduced the small nation of Belgium to a row of clichées, namely french fries (oh, the irony…), exquisite chocolates and comic books. I was more than happy to revise my opinion, especially since I’ve disliked Tintin, Lucky Luke and their compatriots for as long as I can remember.Truth be told: Brussels has a lot more to offer than Männeken Piss and other well-known …