A Trip To The Circus (12 of 80)

With the possibility of being called in a distinct possibility, I decided to fortify myself with some food and drink first.

And so it was on to the circus, Le Bier Circus that is. Not a trapeezi in site, but a lot of high flying beers. On entering I was greeted by two other voyagers holding a copy of Around Brussels In 80 Beers. They'd spent the day exploring the outlying bars and were on their way in to the center to finish off.

A bottle of Cantillon Cuvee du 89 lambic washed down chicken supreme a la raspberry beer. The call came in, my remaining meal was bolted down and I departed into the evening.

I'll be back.

The Postman Calls (59 of 80)

Les Postiers is situated near the main Post Office and means, the postmen. The wood paneling and mirrors give it a nice 30's feel. Another useful aspect of its proximity is the rank of bus stops directly opposite, including the ubiquitous 66. Most handy.

Taking a leaf out of Elizabeth David's book, I kept it simple with an omelette and a glass of beer. The beer in question was the recommended Tripel Karmeliet and damn fine it was too.



The observant amongst you, will have noticed the girl in my beer in the above photo. "Waiter there's a girl in my beer", I cried. "Not so loud sir" came the response. "they'll all want one.".

Postiers, stamps my card. For beer, cheap food and friendly service, it can't be licked. If you're in the neighborhood go there post haste.


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In The Belly Of The Raven (26 of 80)

Saturday afternoon in Brussels, with a newly aquired copy of Around Brussels in 80 Beers in hand, I made my way to #26, Corbeau, The Raven.

An excellent ham and cheese omellette washed down with a superb Queue De Charrue bruin beer, in a wood panelled bar oozing class in spades. Queue de Charrune is aged in oak and has a complex taste, redolant of fruit with subtle liqourice overtones. Tart, yet sweet at the same time, it's well worth checking out.

Good food and good beer, a winning combination and a great start to the guide.



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Footnote: A return visit to the bar later in the evening was equally as ggod. Of special note, the coconut beer, Mongozo, and the excellent roquefort sauce that accompanied the damned fine steak that constituted tonights dinner.

Here Comes The Soleil (66 of 80)

A hop, skip and a jump from
Nüetnigenough and past the Classic Rock Bar, is the church Notre Dame de Bon Secours. Lying oposite it's hallowed walls sits a temple to the god of beer, Au Soleil. Taking the advice of the holy book, Around Brussels in 80 Beers, I gave the XX a go. Hoppy, smooth and tasty, like an IPA on steroids. Nice bar, nice beer.

I got my kicks, in bar 66.


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Nüetnigenough (52 of 80)

Lazin' on a sunny Sunday afternoon in the heart of Brussels, I decided to give Nüetnigenough a try. Johnny Cash playing in the background, walls adorned with art nouveau and wood panelling that wouldn't look out of place in a church, well it is Sunday. Let us pray.





My prayers were answered in the form of a superb Bons Bravo. Voeux Lambic and a steaming plate of Chicken Kashmir (cue Jimmy Page on guitar...). Oh the things I have to do to check out bars for Truckers ...

I finished with a Mellon sorbet, an 11 out of 10 Spinal Tap of a dessert layering sorbet and omellon and marrying them to a wee pot of fruit conserve, and a draught Chimay Bleu, a rarity on draught. My Sunday afternoon was complete.

The strains of Johnny Cash faid like a distant dream as I leave happy and contented into the late afternoon sun.

Nüetnigenough means perfectionist and on the strength of the food and drink sampled today is as much a mission statement as a name for the place. Bravo.

When the man comes around to this little beauty of a bar he won't be disappointed.


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Note that this post was made courtesy of the free wi-fi service available to customers.