If you’re looking for a stodgy soak-up-the-booze breakfast but are getting a bit bored of the usual fry up, you have to try this alternative.
Another weekend, another brunch.
A couple of weekends ago I was feeling especially delicate on a Sunday. The night before had been Brussels’ annual ‘Nuit Blanche’- a ‘sleepless night’ in French. It’s always one of my favourite nights of the year when dozens of art/dance/music/drama/interactive/younameit shows take place in one area of Brussels.This year’s offering did not disappoint.
If Brussels does something well, it’s brunch. Acceptably eating five or more different dishes as the first meal of the day occasionally with a glass of bubbles (euphemism for Definitely Not Champagne) can only be a good thing and Brussels has accomplished this breakfast for lazy people with aplomb.
One of my favourite places to have it is Cafe de la Presse, on Avenue Louise (near the Bois de la Cambre end it, you’ll pass it on the tram).