1 /5
Note moyenne
★
I like to enter restaurants that don't pay for mine because I often have good surprises. in this tourist area, this empty restaurant at this peak hour, with these green plastic garden chairs washed away, caught my attention. The reception is cold, the desserts are laid on one of the tables in the open air and the pie paste is not home. Even the flies don't want it.We take place at a table of four. without looking at us, ma'am gives us the cards. a few seconds later she comes back and puts a blow of pressure and blows like a volcano because we didn't make our choice that we will later know it won't be one. when she comes back, we command her, among other things, two ribs roquefort sauce. Madame announces that she has no ants today because she has all spent the day before and points out that in the corner it is good to eat an andouillette. It's not wrong, but when you welcome your customers you warn them before you miss the dishes especially if you have little choice on your card.To close the festival we have the right to a derogatory reflection marmonated in its beard but nevertheless audible when it is announced that we don't take wine.Without having to consult us we get up, let's politely salute our guests A moment we're not ready to forget.