This ain’t your average snackbar. Martino started humble, slingin’ sandwiches and sauces to the Ghent faithful. But fast-forward 50+ years and we’re talking about a full-blown flavor institution that’s still wearing its roots with pride—and absolutely rocking it under the third generation of food-slinging royalty.

The vibe? Controlled chaos. You walk in, it’s buzzing, a little hectic, but that’s the point. It’s alive. It’s Ghent. You’re not here for quiet contemplation—you’re here for bold-ass Belgian flavors served with speed, swagger, and a side of local legend.

Now let’s talk about the sauce. That Martino sauce is pure witchcraft. Tangy, spicy, rich—slather it on a steak and your eyes will roll back. You’ll try it once and immediately understand why people return again and again like culinary moths to the flame.