I didn’t eat much yesterday—just the 530PM Brussels Grill steak all day?

I didn’t eat much yesterday—just the 530PM Brussels Grill steak all day? Well, if I’m only permitted to stay in my room till 2PM, let me go back upstairs and enjoy its comfort for every minute until then. Time to depart the Hotel Max lounge. When I’ve finished my second beer. When I sat down for my Brussels Grill steak last night I thought I’m going to have this steak then go over the road and take a Domino’s Pizza back to the hotel with me. Well, long before I even finished the steak I was struggling. So I will try to avoid it today—don’t want to be in that state and having to come back to the hotel and start the long journey home like that.bruxelles (92)
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Well it’s finally 538 when I get back to Brussels Grill (Rogier). Gutted that Brussels Grill Brouckère was closed!

Well, it’s finally 538 when I get back to Brussels Grill (Rogier). Gutted that Brussels Grill Brouckère was closed! Tuesday? What the hell? I was so looking forward to the Brouckère one.bruxelles (90)bruxelles (91)

I honestly think I will always go to the Brouckère Brussels Grill if I can; it is so much quieter and more peaceful in that one

I honestly think I will always go to the Brouckère Brussels Grill if I can; it is so much quieter and more peaceful in that one. And they gave me a MIXED salad rather just a pile of boring lettuce. I guess that’s random. Another thing I’ve learned on this trip is always buy a beer as soon as I arrive in Cine Paris—to FORCE myself to stay for at least a while. Only then do the films have any chance of working their effect on me. You have to sink into a porn cinema; I find its immediate impact is always repellent otherwise.

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

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.bruxelles (55)bruxelles (56)bruxelles (57)

Going to Brussels Grill for my customarily gorgeous steak (though the salad disappointed me, just a massive pile of bland lettuce leaves) BEFORE Fifth Avenue was a success

Going to Brussels Grill for my customarily gorgeous steak (though the salad disappointed me, just a massive pile of bland lettuce leaves) BEFORE Fifth Avenue was a success—it meant I could drink and drink as much as I liked in Fifth without being desperate to get away to eat. Inna was there looking as sexy as ever, and Emily again in TINY little red cardigan top which left all her midriff bare, tiny denim shorts over black patterned stockings. Very very affecting. Especially when she sat in the chair facing me a few feet away with her knees drawn up to her chest, giving me an unbelievably tempting view of her groin area. Again, though, she left just after 4 o’clock and temptation was once more withdrawn. Apart that the blonde Perrie Edwards girl came in; like slim Emily even she has put on a LITTLE bit of weight, to make her slightly more tempting, but still not enough I think. And that was really it. After Fifth I returned briefly to Cine Paris then had a McDonald’s before bed and my McDonald’s receipt has a time of 545PM which suggests I left Fifth around 5, again far too early on a Saturday afternoon to stand much chance of seeing any big hitters who probably don’t turn up till 7 or 8. I had a feeling I caught a glimpse of Leyla arriving at the back, but she then kept out of sight avoiding me, no doubt. I do not blame her. I would avoid myself if I could. So that was it. I woke five past midnight, tried to force myself out to Empire but my body just would not move so that was my Saturday over and done with.

252 In my seat in Brussels Grill. 1502 still waiting for the food but two lovely pieces of bread & butter have made the wait perfectly enjoyable

252 In my seat in Brussels Grill. 1502 still waiting for the food, but two lovely pieces of bread & butter have made the wait perfectly enjoyable. Really, Brussels Grill is SUCH a nice restaurant. I really cannot say a bad word about it, or its staff. Beautiful food, and compared to London restaurant prices, RIDICULOUSLY cheap (even with the Brexit-reduced exchange rate). After a little session in Cine Paris (two better films than yesterday) I made the effort to go all the way to other end of Rue d’Aerschot and back. One in La Derniere Minute (should have gone in the Dream Bar opposite as the pink jumper barmaid looked astoundingly gorgeous) then back here to Brussels Grill. I honestly don’t think I’m going to do anything with a Rue d’Aerschot window girl again—they are beautiful, yes; if these girls worked in Fifth Avenue I would be bankrupt in a week, but here, in this environment, I just am never in the mood. Always just wanting to get back to the plush, warm environment of Fifth (coming to Brussels Grill BEFORE Fifth is actually good—as it makes it easier to have a steak, then afterwards also have a Domino’s Pizza. I am sure I will).bruxelles (13)