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.
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