Les Couques de Dinant
Dinant is located on the Meuse River, at a point where high rocky cliffs overhang it. It's been the site of battles and unrest since before Roman times. If you visit Dinant, you can climb up to the Citadel, or crawl through caves to get to the top. If you live there, you might join La Confrérie des Quarteniers de la Flamiche Dinantaise, a jolly group of a couple of dozen male citizens whose mission is to promote the traditions and the gastronomy of the region. That translates to wearing spiffy red and green caps and gowns, and topping off seasonal meetings with flamiche-eating contests and Rabelaisian singalongs.
The specialty of Dinant is la couque, a rock-hard cookie molded into fancy shapes. According to local tradition, les couques were invented in the XVth century and used as weapons--townspeople would throw them at the neighboring villagers.
I've had these couques sitting on my kitchen countertop for a couple of years, and they look pretty much the same as when I bought them. And somewhere packed away, I've still got the couques my mother bought in Dinant about thirty-five years ago. Last time I checked, which wasn't that long ago, they looked like they could still be eaten. Or maybe thrown at some irksome neighbor's head.