Date night alert! Whenever we have something big to discuss, my husband and I head over to La Meilleure Jeunesse.
You feel like entering your slightly demented grandma’s basement in this restaurant/cafe, decorated with old comfy sofas and whatever piece of paper/photographs/shreds of poster/inscriptions the owners managed to stick to the walls. We have our Big Conversations here in one of the many dark corners, the red flush on our cheeks (caused by all the delicious wine) lit by romantic candles. The food is delicious too by the way, I always take the truffle-flavored steak tartare.
Rue de l’Aurore 58, 1000 Brussels