For the dining room, in two minutes. The Béiergaart is enjoyed without a booking.
On the corner of rue de Trèves, Beim Zeutzius has kept its counter since the dawn of the last century. People come here for what can no longer be found elsewhere: unfussy Luxembourgish cooking, the red-copper Clausel taps, a table to linger at for hours.
Kniddelen in the evening, open sandwiches at any hour, Béiergaart as soon as the fine days arrive. No fusion menu, no complicated service, just Luxembourgish hospitality in all its simplicity.
Behind the bistro, through the door that opens as soon as the fine days come, the Clauseler Béiergaart unfolds five hundred square metres of gravel, lime trees and large wooden tables. It is the Luxembourgish beer garden in all its simplicity.
You come without a booking, settle on a bench and order a Clausel draught at the bar. The open sandwiches arrive in five minutes, children run around the tables, neighbours from Clausen drop by to say hello. When the sun goes down, the string lights come on and the evening carries on until closing.