Ambiance and soupe à l'oignon. These are the two specialties of La Rotunde. Don't get me wrong, the food is generally fine, and with a strong Cote du Rhône coating your tongue, you will probably enjoy the meal, if not sing it's praises (although this depends on just how strong this Cote du Rhône is).
It was late (well 10pm is late to us Americans) when my parents and I settled on this famed restaurant which happened to be close to their hotel. Plus Hemmingway and the American literati of the 20th century hung out there, so I guess that is something too.
After being seated we tore into the bread (mediocre) and butter (delicious) ignoring the judging glares of our serve. Being famished, I was following American rules of dining tonight and thus, Bread = appetizer not accompaniment. Désolé Monsieur.
After ordering a pichet (which turned eventually turned into 2 pichets) of the aforementioned Cote, I settled on the Steak Tartare. Despite the fact I had been solely speaking French to the server he still thought it necessary to enlighten me that steak tartare was, gasp, raw! And so was perhaps not fit for my American palate ( he was probably still bitter about the bread-scandal). I reassured him that I knew it was "cru" and I like my meat "cru" thank you very much. Meanwhile My father ordered the penne and my mother the Caesar salad (insert my eye roll here).
The Tartare was enormous, and was practically the size of my dinner plate. It was prepared fine, nothing special about it. It seemed importance was placed on quantity not quality; however, this does not mean quality was sub-par. After half-way through, however, I already had ennui from eating it. The fries and side salad I got were also fine. My dad's penne and actually tastier than I expected it and my mom's Caesar Salad was, well, a Caesar salad.
Now about the Onion Soup (talk about burying that lead) at 9 euros, yes, it is overpriced but I must admit that it was pretty damn good. My father loves French Onion Soup (as we call it stateside) and said this was the best onion soup he had ever had.
The restaurant itself is quite beautiful in a guilded-early-20th-century way. Get a table by the window, a glass of something strong and a bowl of the Onion Soup and you have got yourself a pretty decent meal. As for the rest of the menu, while c'est pas mal, c'est trop cher pour ce que c'est (translation : Overpriced !) read more