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| - Belgium? We don't need no stinkin Belgium!
Crammed haven in residential Point Breeze, PBC pushes the boundary on what's Belgian. The decor feels like Eat'n Park. A six seat bar functions as the inside of a family restaurant riddled with brown, pastels, and 80s carpeting. Come off-peak or you'll wait with those families.
The menu is equally odd. PBC boasts a comparatively thin beer list, spinach dip, gnocchi, and milanese.. not the Belgium I know. Fears evaporated when the sand-bucket sized plate of classic mussels arrived.. balanced, simply-spiced, and cooked tender with no rubber, all shells open. I'll get them every time, best in the burgh. The fries are double fried but closer to overcooked ore-ida, and the thin Chicken and sausage gumbo should be spicier.
So come for a bottle of orval and the mussels. Leave with a smile. Ignore all else.
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