Churchill's — Restaurant in Brussels

Personel unpolite. Program not respected. I was yesterday night in this place invited from friends to hear a concert from FBI, promoted by the host on facebook. Result: Nobody played. Unacceptable and evening destroyed. My friend propose me than to play the little billiard upstairs. The waiter (the younger one, took the cue from my hand, without asking, and in a very rude way. I was just looking downstairs if finally someone started to play. Unacceptable too. I ll never be back anymore in this very neglected place. My answer to the comment below - First of all, if you speak with the personnel means you were not there. But me, yes, I was. So you cannot judge 100%. I didnt speak bad about the personnel, I did about the behavious of the younger guy. He s also a liar. He didnt ask me anything. He BRUNG without saying anything the cue from my right hand in a very unpolite way. I would have accepted if he would ask. He didnt it. This is the truth and you can ask the other guy with the beard that knows about it. About the band , it they played, maybe not more than 15 min. as I was upstairs and I was blocked to go downstairs to check. There s nothing to defend, than, and the yours is very weak. You should have just apologized and this was the best thing to do and make a warning to your...

When I lived in Brussels this bar became my a sanctuary in a city I knew nothing about and where I didn't know a single soul. I frequently long to return to my stool at this fine establishment, where everyone knows your name. If English is your native language or you just want a friendly atmosphere where it's never too much, go here if you find yourself in Brussels. It's a true gentleman's club where they treat you like a gentleman. I might have become depressed quickly if it we'rent for this oasis in downtown Brussels. The beer selection is incredible as are the English, who became my favorite people. They always have the best football games on the TV and they have billiards tables as well. You will meet the most interesting people you will ever encounter if you order a Spit Fire or a Bishops finger and just sit back. Some of the most enjoyable memories I have are because of this place. ...

I was cycling from leicester to berlin and had been on the road for around a month, it was chucking it down outside and the one thing I needed more than anything was virtually impossible to get hold of in europe. I had almost lost hope when I found Churchill's, but I explained the situation to the landlord and he said he could help. He disappeared into a back room to raid his personal supplies as I held my breath, a few seconds later he returned carrying a pint teenage mutant ninja turtles mug and a box of yorkshire tea. Pint of tea, the jam on the radio, raining outside, it was just like being at home. 5 months later I cycled up to the Brandenburg gate I might not have made it without that cuppa. The...