Zoete Bron - Oud-heverlee

After a hike in the forest we wanted to close the afternoon with a drink on a terrace (it was a beautiful autumn day). I, my mother and my father took a place, but since there was no menu on any tables, I and my father went to the menu hanging at the entrance door. When I saw a waiter approaching the door-holding compartments, I opened the door for him so that he could easily go out, wearing the dishes. he came out and then completely ignored us. no thanks, no laughing, not even a nod or a hauch of appreciation. I and my father looked at themselves as if to say: is this really easy? my first thought was: we are on candid camera never in my life I have experienced such an rude service. that was just insulting. I can't understand how a guy like a waiter can work? I mean, even self-service would be better than letting someone wait for you. the guy should really get another job, preferably somewhere in a cellar where he doesn't have to see every day or talk to someone. only himself and his rudeness. Oh yes, we obviously went somewhere else.

I was really glad to eat here yesterday, I often pass the place and it is excellently located to eat in the evening and to be able to benefit from the last sun rays of the day. some family members went through Belgium and it was the perfect place to meet for dinner. all three of us ordered steak and their steaks arrived first. I just came after, but it was pork. when I tried to point this to the waiter, he insisted that it was bark, although it was white and looked completely different than the other steaks. when my guests also began to pass, he admitted that it was actually bark porn and that he would change it. he came back with something that looked like pork for about minutes later, but the others had finished eating and I had lost my appetit completely (I find black people). I didn't eat it, but they insisted I paid. the whole scenario was a little strange, like a Machiavellian social lexperiment. not recommended.

A chance we've gone by a lot, never had complaints. This week with the heat, no use for cooking, so at night, I managed to eat a little bite before I ordered a steak, which didn't show up with fries, my partner, and a little salad, and then we didn't have to find the rest of the day. When the waitress came by a little later, informed to the bread, which apparently she could bring. Only our records were as good as empty back then. We may have expected the best, but this wasn't an unfortunate experience.

I was pleased to dine at this restaurant yesterday. I often pass by the place and it is in a great location to enjoy dinner and soak in the last rays of the sun. My family members who were traveling through Belgium met me here for dinner, and we all decided to order steak. Unfortunately, while my family members received their steaks promptly, my order came 5 minutes late and turned out to be pork instead of steak. Despite my attempts to inform the waiter, he insisted that it was indeed steak, even though it was clearly pork. Eventually, he acknowledged the mistake and promised to replace it. However, when the new dish arrived 20 minutes later, it looked like pork again. By that time, my guests had finished eating and I had lost my appetite. I did not eat the dish, but was still required to pay for it. The whole situation felt strange and unsettling, like a social experiment gone wrong. I would not recommend this restaurant.

A chance we've been through a lot, never had complaints. This week with the heat, no point in cooking, so it's just passed at night to eat. A little bite for the two of us, a steak, which was nothing to see with fries, my partner, a salad with a boat. After a while, everything came to the table, which was recently apologized, and we had to have it with a piece of fries and no bread. When the waitress came by a little later, informed to the bread, which apparently she could bring. Except our plates were as good as empty back then. We might have expected the best, but this wasn't the case. A sad experience.