Is this Brussels Grill at Brouckère really playing a Buster Keaton movie on their TV screens? And is my little blonde waitress really as cute as she first appeared? Yes, on both counts it seems. Reward for doing something a LITTLE bit different at least. This Brussels Grill has been refurbished since I was last here—the big chandelier has gone, and the kitchen is at the back rather than down the side, which feels more appropriate. I’ve gone a little bit mad this time and had a small beer with my steak—increasing my bill (with tip) from 18 to 21. Anyway the blonde is so cute, no problem. As always, this Brussels Grill is SO much quieter than the Rogier one. And—and—and! I get the mixed salad this time! Red onion, lettuce AND tomato! What a difference it makes. Glad I came here.