Through the narrow cobbled streets of the ancient, tangled heart of Brussels to this fine example of Belgian restauration. Black suited waiters weave and spin between close packed tables. Noisy chatter and laughter from one side, sporadic bursts of song in some slavic tongue. From the neat family dining politely to the bleary eyed Russian revelers, no one escaped the atmosphere of eager enjoyment. A real pleasure - moules frites too!
Posted on: Sat, 07 Sep 2013 05:21:26 +0000
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