Les meilleurs restaurantsde cuisine française en Toulouse

24/08/2024: In a passé une super soirée. Installés dans une cave limite privative, le lieu est magique. À l’intérieur des assiettes, tout est très bon, et bien servi (mention spéciale pour le gratin). Les serveurs sont aux petits soins. Nous reviendrons sans hésiter !

23/08/2024: Welcoming staff, choice of comfortable pavement seating with well set tables and linen napkins! Plat du Jour offers three main choices - Caesar Salad (large bowl of chicken and fresh salad), Duck (the best quality I’ve had this summer) or beef - both with side of salad or fries. And at a great price €14.50. Tables were full of local people and visitors enjoying excellent service. Well located centrally near Victor Hugo market and car park.

03/06/2024: The offer is very large, but the staff is not very commercial.

21/05/2024: My rating reflects one of your employees who served the raspberry tartlet with her hands knowing that hygienically this is unacceptable even in the worst pastry or bakery i have never seen that

17/07/2024: Maison Ladurelli, my Proust madeleine. This place was able, despite appearances, to awaken in me frustrations that were difficult to forget from my youth. I explain to you. For a "friend's" birthday we had the idea of ​​asking for a chocolate cake made by professionals. For this sweet piece we unfortunately let ourselves believe in happiness... What a mistake. We let our most sincere and innocent ambitions speak in front of this kind merchant who validated each of our ideas. At the end of this exchange, something very distant in me resurfaces: hope. A childish hope of obtaining, for payment, a personalized chocolate cake. A simple cake made with love that would make a brother's lips pucker. Do you feel it coming, my dear readers, the angelic fall of our hopes reduced to the state of illusions? As I write this post, we haven't been able to have the cake we dreamed of. We took refuge with a discount seller who was able to offer us a suitable cake which, without any pretension, gave us room to express our dreamlike wishes through the sole force of our love and our imagination. Fortunately we still had the imagination and resourcefulness to save the party. Now let's talk about the result of our command. Warned 3 days in advance, with an estimate of 50 euros and visibly three ladles of bad will, the merchants were able to call us 2 hours before the appointment to return the cake to us and tell us that they will instead make a log. Under the weight of the beautiful purse prepared to pay for this beautiful cake (50th, remember), we told them a categorical no. We asked for a cake and they said yes, if they had known how to say no and recognize their distressing incompetence, we could have saved time and dead hopes. But the "Casa Ladurelli" as I like to call them refused our refusal, announcing to us, without an ounce of remorse, that they are only making logs and that it will be very good. This call was only the beginning of frustrations and regrets on our part. I remember the cool breeze brushing my nostrils that winter solstice evening and the contrast it was with the hot tears on my cheeks after the utter disappointment in their ability to spoil (make cakes). ). Here we are now in the shop, the shrill tinkling sounds of the hammer blows delivered by the workers (seeming as if they were taken hostage) on the bread cutting machine still resonate in me. The icing on the "cake", the poorly disguised concrete block that the charlatans from Maison Ladurelli showed us did not have a box to transport it (50 euros!). We were asked if we wanted one anyway, to which we replied a "yes" as polite as we were taken aback by the situation, a "yes" which by its simple existence was disturbing, like our request, like our presence, like the hammer blows and like this lump in my stomach that I felt in this establishment... It was then that with a troglodyte rattle our two chocolate bandits set about making a box with tape and scraps of boxes. After long minutes of waiting we had the courage to announce the contempt and baseness they had in selling us this oozing piece for 50 euros. They took back the fetus they presented to us and we at least had the presence of mind to repay ourselves. Continued in Alixe Fourcaulx's comment...

17/07/2024: Continuation of the message from Maxime Pujade It's been several days since this story arrived (5) and deep concerns are beginning to arise in me concerning our two log sellers... A scene keeps replaying in my painful memories, that of a seller we presenting Christmas mistletoe leaves as violets (the flowers). Far from me the desire to assume or make a diagnosis on their mental health (I am not a psychiatrist) but this distortion of reality leads me to believe in disorders frequently seen in the event of a schizophrenic crisis or (more likely) during attacks of acute bad faith and sporadic dishonesty! A bill and a hard cake to swallow

11/09/2024: Ne vous fiez pas aux apparences ! La devanture ne rend pas hommage à la qualité de la cuisine ! Le service est respectueux et efficace, les plats sont savoureux, cuisine maison avec des produits de qualité. Le lieu vintage et authentique. Le rapport qualité/prix est excellent (12€ pour le plat du jour très copieux). Pour 25€ : formule entrée/plat/dessert + verre de vin et café ! Petit plus : hygiène exemplaire des WC 👍

16/08/2024: Accueil très sympa les burgers sont très bons. Je recommande ce restaurant rapport qualité prix très correct et la pièce à l'étage est sympa.