Á la Becasse

We tried to grab a metro back to the centre, which was a mission to try and pay for, and then as we trekked back to the platform I fell down the final step and whacked my knee off a nobbled tile.

In centre of Brussels, we headed for Á la Becasse, a bar we found last time and fell in love with. Down a fairly hidden alley and looking like something from The Witcher, we had lambik beer in a porcelain jug. Ordering a small tasting flight and a Zot for Ben, the waiter thought I also wanted just a tasting of the Zot...when we laughed and I asked for a big one for Ben, he bought us a massive drink! Brilliant bar with fab staff.Read more