Review #6 Café Den Turk, Ghent
Good beer, top snacks and a star for a barman. The Café Den Turk is much better than it needs to be.
Good beer, top snacks and a star for a barman. The Café Den Turk is much better than it needs to be.
For a romantic evening this was a good find and the evening got even better once we'd found the Hot Club de Gent where they were playing some seriously good jazz.
Like the Café Den Turk À La Mort Subite is the kind of historical location that could, if it chose, go down the route of celebrating its own celebrity by going easy on what made it good in the first place and turn itself into a Belgian theme park. And like the CDN it is…
The last of our eating places of a very high quality weekend was the surprise package. To borrow from Rumsfeld (who seems strangely less crazy than once he did, that’s the power of 2016) Mort Subite was a known known, Belga Queen was a known unknown and Den Turk was an unknown known. Mub’Art, however,…
A full room on an early Saturday evening (in contrast to La Porchetta a couple of doors along) showed that Quê Me has successfully cracked the price/quality equation for this stretch of restos, where the competition is fierce.
Good fish at The Wharf on the South Bank plus Vanessa Redgrave getting agitated over a self-inflicted mic problem.
Beats Shoryu round the corner for broth and peace. Oh, and dry humping.
Good burgers, cracking football.
A round up of the best and the worst of 2016. Le Voltaire takes top prize but who will be the stinker?
Chequers, gin, beef, conviviality with a smattering of Stewart Lee, Mark E Smith and Torture Garden. Three hours of pure pleasure.