04/10/2026: To the young man from Bordeaux who sold us this place as the epitome of culinary bliss: blink twice if you're being held hostage by management.
We arrived at precisely 12:05, a table of six, the restaurant before the lunch rush. An ideal setup for hoping to eat there that same day, you might say. Rookie mistake!
While our order was taken with the illusion of efficiency, what followed was a fascinating experiment in the relativity of time.
Twenty minutes for the appetizers (time to sow and harvest the raw vegetables, no doubt), then another thirty minutes for our main courses.
We had ordered rare and medium-rare meats, but I imagine we had to negotiate with the farmer first.
Faced with the heartwarming sight of all the other tables served before us, I had to summon my last reserves of energy to organize a search party and check if our order hadn't somehow been sent to another dimension.
Then came the highlight of the show: the meat. Of course, there was no follow-up to check if it was cooked to our liking. They really should have, though, as my duck breast had clearly sought refuge in a crematorium oven.
Special mention goes to the waiter who, faced with the disaster at the end of the meal, offered us this theory worthy of a Nobel Prize in Thermodynamics: "You should have told me, I'll give it back to you in two minutes when it's like that!" Sure! Everyone knows that recooking an overcooked duck breast actually brings it back to life. A level of professionalism as utterly useless as the duck itself.
This same waiter, who apparently mistook Fashion Week for a restaurant, sporting a ripped hem in his jeans at eye level, was particularly arousing when taking our order…
As for dessert, my "cheese plate" materialized as six measly tiny cubes of Comté cheese. I'm still undecided: was I being punished for my impatience, or had the accounting department launched a drastic austerity plan to balance the books at the end of the year?
A quick word about another waiter, otherwise very friendly, but who seemed to be fueled by white flour. His rapid-fire speech would make an auctioneer blush: four questions a second, without ever bothering to ask our answers.
Paradoxically, what did manage to land on our plates was good. But if I want to enjoy a truly excellent meal while witnessing a space-time anomaly sprinkled with absurdity, next time I'd rather have a picnic in the prefecture's waiting room.
Working in the restaurant industry myself, I believe that the servers' presentation, attitude, and quality of service are paramount, even before the service itself. And unfortunately, I didn't find those hallmarks that are so important to me.
04/10/2026: Absolutely incredible restaurant!!
If I could give it 10 stars, I would without hesitation!
A friendly and welcoming place that truly cares about its customers.
The servers were lovely and attentive to every request, despite the restaurant being full.
We came on Sunday for lunch and, as always, there was no need to eat again in the evening ;) The food was high quality, generous, and affordable.
We will definitely be back!
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