"Brussels is a gay little city that lies as bright within its girdle of woodland as any butterfly that rests upon moss."

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I do half the cooking, and by 'half' I mean three quarters," Dad pointed out. "And if you're going to turn up your nose at all my carnivorous delights, ingrate child, you can sit under the table and gnaw sadly on a raw Brussels sprout at mealtimes.

— Sarah Rees Brennan