walked around old town till we got hungry, then started looking for a place for lunch . . .
there are naturally no shortage of places for lunch near old town . ..
many of them have buskers giving the hard-sell to any tourists that walk by,
including coupons for free-drinks,
and occasional questionable sallies toward beautiful girls walking by . . .
so we disdained those tourist traps, and found aux armes de bruxelles . . .
looks interesting, has no busker and does have a michelin 2013 bib award.
ah, just one word about the apparent proliferation of the michelin awards, in 2013 . . .
we have read about possible economic trials & tribulations of Michelin, questions about their business-model . . .
we feel we should identify this restaurant as one of the beneficiaries of this degraded award.
there is nothing wrong with the vegetable soup. Mrs, a vegetable-phile from long ago, pronounced it Excellent!
I opted for the steak tartare, which they somewhat drolly refer to as Filet Americain . . .
it was very good, and the frittes were absolutely 1st class,
michelin quality . . . hmmmm....
the daughters, Bitsy & Sugar, ordered the same dish, tho'prepared with dorado fish (above) and chicken (below) . . .
no nummy sounds . . .
not objectionable, just bland, and let me say this for the first time, old-lady like . . .
it was suggested at the table, based on the clientele, the decor, and the cuisine that this was indeed, a little old-ladies joint . . .
Mrs got the carbonnades de boeuf . . .
it was good, she said, but very large for our usual lunch . . .
chocolate mousse for dessert for moi . . . very fine
waffles with chocolate for the girls
Faisselle, coulis de fruits rouges for Mrs . . .
soft white new cheese with red fruit.