While the real reason of this trip doesn’t shine through the images portrayed here, tensions run high and comfort food is needed. And aside from Trinidadian Doubles, Patatje Oorlog is the only thing I can think of to achieve the desired effect. So it’s a good thing here we have access to Manneken Pis Patat (French fries) with the above mentioned condiments. Nothing screams Eat Me like hand-cut fries from a place which name literally means 'Pissed On Fries’ which are then drowned in this unholy concoction of flavors. Delish. Oh and on this day four, the Canadian Dream Team was reunited. Ketchup be damned.