This is probably one of my favourite restaurants in town. Very good location (fancy lunch getting…read morefrom the train: step right in). Second time I visit this place. What's most important: the dishes are superbe! Maybe a bit expensive, but everything home made: every sauce, the fries, the ice cream, ...... Very fresh seafood, prepared with local ingredients....just divine! Excellent wine list: the Macon Fuissée is definitely worth a try! Next time I go there I will make pictures to top of this review.

We were given recommendations to go to the oldest bar in Brugge. Awesome experience. Great…read morestaff. Yummy

On our road trip, we were to drive from Paris to Brussels but decided to stop in Giverny and…read moreBruges. Dusk was approaching as we approached Bruges so we decided to have dinner. Through faithful Yelp, we found this establishment which claimed to be the oldest in the world. It's in a beautiful location down a cobblestoned street near the canals. Plenty of parking. Serve staff were extremely attentive and friendly. We heard their French Onion Soup was amazing so we ordered a bowl each, a beer (welcome to Belgium), and shared a quiche. I couldn't stop eating the bread they brought to the table. Everything was absolutely delicious in a cozy, magical environment. We dreaded leaving and would have come back here if we were staying in Bruges.

Great atmosphere!! Fun American light rock, good variety of drinks. The only turn off is the self…read moreservice but that's ok because the team is cool!

Long before I met Lauren, Leine and I traveled Europe, landing in Brugge in a small aircraft and…read moretwo overstuffed bags, out for blood. And eventually, out for beer at Bar des Amis. It's the kind of place you get drunk and look around and marvel at the inevitability of life's wonderment. That if you choose a path, it somehow finds you. And with Leine being blonde and gorgeous carrying around a tiny jar of moonshine infused custard for occasional dips of her pinky, I felt myself turning into an image I'd dreamed of since the age of nine, a traveling artist with a muse and the caked wavy hair once worn by Tristan Tzara, the dark sunken eyes of Man Ray, Leine posing at Bar des Amis as if in black and white with a bottle of Duval. She pours it slowly. Sips, leans in to kiss me and I can still hear the bubbles fizzle out on her lips. The bartender is tall and modelesque, and takes to Leine. He adds us on Facebook. I order three rounds of beer here and they're sweet; this moment is so rich, it's cloying. I can't help but think of what can go wrong. Yet the barstools feel stable beneath us. The Bar des Amis furniture is nothing special. The patrons, though, are. They are glad, not yelling at the TV during soccer like in the other pubs. The bartender gives us a free shot and smiles at my flirtatious girl. Her shoulders are exposed and she's receptive. Her energy is a powerful light beaming from the chest. She reminds me of me! He leans in to tell us that Brugge is thinking of creating a network of underground piping strictly for beer because the cobblestone alleyways are too narrow for the beer trucks. Leine laughs but I've turned cynical and profess that the town looks a bit like the town in Pinocchio. Like the buildings are set pieces and that our perfect little world might crumble. How much beer did I have here? Am I that unsure of her love? I'm being unfair, of course. Leine has done nothing to deserve my darkness. Her hand has been a fixture on my thigh. It's not until later, when we meet an Englishman here, who warns us of pickpockets in Rome, that our night unfolds into powder white oblivion.

Very nice place with a touch of the US speakeasies as you would imagine them. The owners really…read moremanaged to create that comfy ambiance we love. Staff is very chill and smiling and service is impeccable! Sit back, relax and enjoy your drinks!

Very comfortable atmosphere. Love the concept using the old American speakeasy design that filters…read morethrough the decor to the menu. Staff is very relaxed which adds to the comfort. We tried the absinthe, just because we hadn't tried it before. Next time we will try some of their other super creative concoctions.

Best chicken you will ever eat, with silverware or without!…read more Every bite is so moist, flavorful and delicious. You shouldn't go to Ostend and miss this place. Friendly staff. Great beers.

Favorite stop when staying in Oostende. Roasted half/full chicken... choice of potato options…read more Fries, boiled, panned fried. Also a bread option.

The beer selection here is insane. My husband and I stopped in for a few pints and had a fun time…read more Bruge's Little Bear is a must visit.

I visited here with my wife 10 years ago, and I still think of it often. One of the coziest, most…read morespecial places I've been in my many travels. Our server may have been the owner, she had an air of authority to her, but the most laid back vibe. She guided us through the massive beer menu, found a perfect fit for our tastes, and we luxuriated in a truly special place. Even if you're not a beer connoisseur, don't miss out on this place. You will love beer more forever after.

Absolutely stop in for a beer or three at this cozy authentic pub. Order the triple and a little…read morecheese comes with it. It's a strong beer so some nibbles are recommended. You place your order at the tiny bar and they will come to your table with it. Friendly locals drink here.

Excellent place. Everyone is friendly. Share a table and speak with others. Exactly how I wanted to…read moreexperience belgium beer and people. Very charming.

Every wannabe North Atlantic resort has a strip of restaurants along its docks or oceanfront…read moredesigned to lure in the sparse and unwary tourist trade. Most of the establishments are adequate, but not very good. A few are excellent, but indistinguishable in their faintly forlorn facades. In Oostende, the strip runs from Visserskaii around to Vindictivelaan (a foreboding name, if ever there was one, for a restaurant row). The last time we were here, on a bitterly cold January afternoon, all of the brasseries were empty, except for 't Waterhuis, which barely fit us in. Apparently, this fishing port's locals, when given the choice of meals out, favor pasta over seafood, and that is what they serve here. The sauces are more Flemish than Italian, with strange ingredients like curry powder and mountains of an indeterminate rough-ground cheese. The food is actually quite good, if not great. The house itself was another matter. Built a few centuries ago to sell that most precious of seafaring commodities - fresh water - to passing trawlers, it sits on a vast, empty cistern. The water taps have been converted into light fixtures. With its dark Flemish decor and pleasant, if hurried, staff, it makes a warm refuge from the ugly weather outside.