We went there for one of the regular 11AM Sunday concerts some while ago, and, amazingly, breakfast comes with the ticket. How often do you get free perks in Brussels?
I don’t know what I was expecting, but of course they only served disappointing pain au chocolat and croissants, plus mediocre coffee and juice. Clearly the arts at this “Center for Fine Arts” don’t include the culinary.
I was so hungry that morning that I hoarded about five of the pastries from the buffet line into our breadbasket before my friend told me we were only supposed to take two at most. Oops. Nobody said anything, and by that point my indignation with the place took over anyway, so I had no shame in bringing them all back to the table to eat. I did hope that nobody was staring at our mound of croissants for two people.
The pastries were actually pretty bad, considering we’re in Brussels — they were sort of hard with an old, suspicious-tasting chocolate — but my pride stopped me from putting them down after the first one. I would apologize for taking extra, but the windowless geriatric atmosphere of the cafeteria maybe served as penance enough.
Aside from that, the pianist was pretty good! She must not have eaten the breakfast.
Bozar
Rue Ravensteinstraat 23, 1000 Brussels
