In De Wulf (Dranouter, BE)

Another year, another birthday, and a perfect excuse to go for a fancy dinner. This year we chose to go to “In De Wulf”, situated in the far west of Belgium (and in the middle of nowhere as well); our choice motivated by the critical acclaim they have received over the last years, as well as all the positive blog posts dedicated to their food. So naturally, I wanted to like it. I really did.

If you are a fan, you can safely stop reading and here before you’re reaching for that pitchfork to storm our house. Because we didn’t like it. The service was so-so. The wines were below par. The food was not consistent, and to be honest I was glad I filled up on bread since every course was bite-sized. (As a disclaimer I should add that this is my own view and you should not be deterred from checking it out yourself; after all, tastes differ.)

And before I make myself even more unpopular among the Belgian readers, I’ll just leave it at that and say no more. I promise the next post will be a lot more cheerful, especially since my copy of Bouchon Bakery just arrived.