L'ultime Atome - Elsene

I go from time to time to eat and we have to say that every time, this brewery reserves a surprise. the first is that in the dish I ordered, and I could compare it to others of my table, there really wasn't enough meat in it. Think the cuisto can't count. 4 pieces of meat while my neighbor had 8 for the same dish. after, the turn of the caramelized skewer that had nothing of caramelized. I may be demanding, but I find that when you pay, the service must be like on the card and not depend on the mood of the leader. He's an atmospheric advisor, but nothing more.

My favorite diner in brussels I've been coming since year and day. Today, however, the waiter didn't understand what a bollock was, so I had to point out the royalck on the map. Like I spoke spanish! Unlike all the other times I ordered a pasta or a civilian, I got studied after the school board, pheasantly. The waiter asked in his ignorantness if I wanted to do the pheasant, we'd spoken English with each other medium or well done. I've never had a chance to order a bunch of birds in my entire life that was weirdly baked, but maybe this was a new brush trend. I answered out of courtesy medium, 'cause a pheasant can be pretty dry. Five minutes later, I got a scrawny sphere and the pheasant shortly after. Four pieces of filet in a tasty meat dress, some shovels of potatoes and three minuscule pieces of tomato. The pheasant was cork dry and I missed a decent portion of vegetable. $1,100 for this meal I found on the expensive side. The waiter would report my complaint to the kitchen. Next time, another pasta or a citizen and hopefully a fresh foaming bolt." disappointed I left my favorite diner.

We were there tonight. It was thirsty and with wolves that we returned to the establishment we had echoed of the good reputation. we waited 15 minutes to almost stop the hand raised before a server has to inquire about our fate. prior to the ordering we politely ask the waitress to clean the table that was far from being irreproachable. This one comes back with the table sets without even passing a towel...We reiterate our request that seems to us for the least legitimate. the latter will complain to the cashier and designate us more or less ostensible. After a few extra seconds of waiting and the stand by next to the bar, we decide to lift the camp. Seeing us to be disbanded, waitress and bartender, we cowardly, after having passed the word, both chose to go to the other end of the restaurant so that we do not have to face the few discontents that were finally addressed to the bartender. He did not seek to excuse his colleagues but rather justified their behaviour by the importance of the clientele present that evening. to avoid for the quality of the service at least!

Waited in vain for our order for an hour (and we were only 2 everything to hear us say by the waitress that the kitchen had forgotten a dish...So we left the place at 22:30 the hollow belly... not twice it is certain!

A tatin pie summarizing itself to a small round of badly cooked paste, topped with flaccid apples and not at all caramelized, all served by a young pedestal with welded jaws that never smile; price:6,50€. I'm only going to the ultimate atom as a last resort and it's the same kind of experience every time.