I'm not the only one floundering at the moment: my housemates and I decide none of us feel like cooking. Usually we all cook for ourselves rather than work together on some big communal meal. The oven is temperamental and when finally you manage to light the gas at the bottom, you jump back startled, your fingers smelling of singed pork and missing a few strands of downy hair. One housemate always cooks plentifully and the leftovers stake out the fridge for quite a while until one of us succumbs to this particular endurance contest; the other shares my boundless love for mashed potato and makes a delicious OREO cake (I hope she's reading this, we haven't had one for a while). And me, well I like baking, and I cook a lot of mince. When the supermarket runs out I even cook Américain mince, but don't tell any Belgians I said that.
The others like their food, but nobody is overflowing with praise. It's possibly because the food is slightly overpriced for the not over-generous quantity you get: we pay 75 euros for a main course and three soft drinks. You can have tajines and tapas for less. I'm also a little disappointed by my non- alcoholic cocktail, which promises much with its list of ingredients, but turns out to taste a little like normal juice, and is gone in 6 mouthfuls...
Particularly when the team behind a restaurant hasn't done anything to deserve my ire, I don't like to criticise. The decor, music and company has all been carefully considered to give me an enjoyable evening. I like the blackboard map of the island as you come in, the husband and wife team are smiling, and I've had my first experience of a country I have never visited, eating something authentic and different. I've spent the 1 May holiday in the sun, walking in the fresh air in a place near Brussels which not many people seemed aware of: they were at the Laeken greenhouses instead. So maybe it was just the fish. My friends liked their food. You know I'm not fond of salty food, and this tastes like Lapsang Souschong. I'm Becinbrussels, I'm a wanderer. And the most important thing I learnt at university: to keep exploring, keep learning, there is no right answer. Hey readers, you don't have to listen to me.
10 rue de Flandre
Tel: 04 73 44 40 74
Closed Sunday lunch and Wednesday