Unless you have children in diapers, a small yapping dog on a leash, and don't mind cigarette smoke wafting over you while you eat, or simply starving and tired of touring, skip this place.
We were seated in a gravel courtyard surrounded by what seemed like a child's birthday party at Chucky Cheese. While not exactly ignored by the staff, it was clear they were overwhelmed. In a desperate attempt to choke down my steak, I asked for ketchup, which was met by the usual eye roll, and promptly forgotten. I've had beef jerky that was more tender. My wife had one bite of the cassoulet and gagged. She felt it might make her sick. In one last chance to at least get some calories in me, I took a bite of our daughter's sausage and alas, no luck. As my daughter's companion Emma suggested, perhaps it was all the leftover steak in a casing.
The only reason I gave this place two stars is because it might have been a bad night for them, and the foie gras and bread appetizer was pretty good. They probably sourced it at the local market. They do have pizza, but we did not try it.
Compared with our experiences traveling through France the past 2 weeks, this was the first real letdown. Overall the cuisine has been nothing short of inspirational. See my review of l'Acacia en Provence, which is literally a mile up the road. It would be well worth your time to travel just a little further. And about the same price. read more
