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Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Belgium: De Brasserie du Parc

We got off the tram in Oostende. A small port city. In the rain. Although I'm not an ardent admirer of Europe, it feels more genteel than North America. There aren't wide open spaces, but there are narrow streets with gentle bends. There are small shops instead of big box stores with mammoth parking lots. We wound through the wet streets until we found De Brasserie du Parc. A dark wood pub. With stained glass accents. Here we sat. And were greeted by a tall waiter in black with a white shirt, a crisp bow tie, and a white towel affixed to his shoulder with a large paper clip. I perused the menu. The waiter said, "You are the boss. I am the waiter. You can have anything you want." We ordered Belgian beer and shrimp croquettes and an omelette au frommage. The beer came with a plate of small crackers and another of marinated olives. Wonderful crusty baguettes and butter followed. People strolled in with their dogs. (I would love to take my dog into a restaurant with me!) The waiter was pleasantly amusing, with a dry sense of humor. And at last, I feel as if I have actually spent a little time in Belgium.

9 Comments:

Blogger Gordo The Geek said...

Oh, that sounds incredible! The world needs to slow down.

6:45 PM  
Blogger QT said...

That sounds divine - everything about it, including being able to bring your dog.

8:10 PM  
Blogger Maggie said...

That does sound tranquil. Dry humor is my favorite. That coupled with Belgian Beer - what could be more luxurious?

8:38 PM  
Blogger Rebekah said...

oh man... if I could bring my dog with me... the places I would go.

I have a question for you: what do you do with your canine friend when you are off on your travels? I would miss the wonder dog terribly if I was away from him too often.

10:26 PM  
Anonymous caroline said...

Bonjour Lucia!
Now you're speaking my language. I lived in France for three years in the 1990s. The small streets, the sense of history breathing in the walls, the dogs in restaurants. It sometimes makes me cry when I see French-speaking Europe in films.

Yes, genteel is often the word, even if the National Front can sometimes get nasty.

10:37 PM  
Blogger jen said...

for some reason, i never feel satiated until sitting in a foreign bar or cafe with a local beer.

and then it all aligns itself. i think i know what you mean.

9:24 AM  
Blogger Dan said...

Belgium beer! Yum.

Never been there but we spent two weeks with a Belgian couple when we were in India. The guy talked on and on and on about how wonderful Belgium was. Started getting annoying after a while! :)

4:50 PM  
Blogger gr said...

next time bring your dog AND me!

5:16 AM  
Blogger kat said...

I would love to go to De Brasserie du Parc. Just the thought of combining three of my favorite things (my dogs, eating, and going to pubs) sounds fabulous!

10:37 AM  

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