Food Entry (Part I)
Anyway, so Brussels has very decent food, I have to admit. I think all the restaurants have a certain standard that they have to adhere to, so most of the restaurants my dad’s taken us to have been yum! It’s just too bad I won’t be able to continue to afford eating at these snazzy and yum restaurants after my parents leave. *Sigh* The following are restaurants that we’ve been to and I’d actually brought my camera along (in order from earliest to most recent). I’m not even going to talk about price because they’re all pretty pricey (most, if not all, were 20+ Euro per person). Lost of food pics, you have been warned!
My mom’s not a big fan of this restaurant. The few times she went before she always ordered the Plat du Jour (plate of the day) and was disappointed each time. However, their bathroom is awesome because the glass walls and doors of each stall are clear until you lock the door. Then, the glasses all fog up, and you can’t see the person inside! Just for that, we had to take a trip to the restaurant. This time around we didn’t order the Plat du Jour, just ordered main courses. I thought it was pretty good.
Forgot the name of this restaurant. Hah! Their food was alright. Actually, I should say, their pizza was fantastic. We ordered pizaa with artichoke (<3!), olives, mushrooms, Italian sausage, and ham. Thin crusted, baked to perfection. So good. Other than that, their pastas and ravioli left much to be desired. And their post-meal alcohol? So strong it was ridiculous. Ever tasted paint thinner? I haven’t, but I think that liquor was on par with paint thinner.
Horrible ravioli with bolognaise sauce. It was too salty and the ravioli itself was tasteless. Tried to tell the waiter that it was too salty, but the waiter didn’t speak English. And salty in French escaped our minds.
Brasserie du Parc (Ostend)
When we went on our tour of Northern Belgium, ended up at Ostend around lunch time. My dad’s guide book suggested two restaurants, and one of them wasn’t open yet and the prices were a tad high, so we ended up at Brasserie du Parc (which in the guidebook was named Cafe du Parc, weird until we realized the guidebook was published back in 2003 or something). After initial misgivings, we ordered, and the food turned out to be not so bad, except for my dad’s dry, plain looking tuna sandwich.
To be continued ….