Can't remember if I sought this place out or if I happened upon it, but a Sunday night in sleepy…read moreBrussels came alive thanks to Archiduc. It's as jazzy as they come. Real old school cats jammin' out as if no one else is there. The crowd is hypnotized and for good reason, as the musicians are spellbinding. I felt a little out of place at first since my idea of jazz is limited, and by limited, I mean whatever Carrie listens to on Homeland, but after a couple songs and a couple martinis, I was at ease.
When there is a band playing, it's quite intimidating walking in, but just do it and you will be handsomely rewarded with an evening of magical tunes and adult bevvies.