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We walked the door of this little restaurant rue de la fonderie the space of a meridian break a weekday. big unknown, in my "cognitive" map of Toulouse restaurants. slightly derogated from the great royal axis of the pharaohs (rue) restorers ranging from salins (place) to the vortex (car park rolled to the sky) from the square of the carmes, the door to the transparency of azur of this small restaurant called us. "He ho!! the garlic heads” “yes! but of bitch svp mud !! " nostalgia ? “The garlic” is the semantic art of my childhood. between local insult of a rural lomagne “face of garlic, head or trunk of garlic... garlic breath...” and the musical freshness of the sails under the wind running from emerald a sparkling garon under the heavy twigs of the southern suns that the garlic endures. Yes, well, in short, I'm going to go, let's just stay our garlic. We have furtively touched the card of our stomach pupils and under the pressure of a reduced pause, we have passed the door without reflection. pleasant surprise of the discovery. pleasant reception, quick installation, atmosphere and dark decoration, no Hollywood glitter and red carpet of the style “you’ve seen me” at the cane festival “hou hou c’est moi !! “(It’s season) to catch egos more than taste buds. brief. The chronology of the French meal follows: entry, dish, dessert (17 euros a midi, rather soft on toulouse for this type of restaurant) and a glass of wine in addition. fraicher, quality of products, meat and vegetables, sobriety and culinary research (not bling-bling-bling) which shows the added value and existence of a real cook's trav-ail linked to the love of his trade and products! hat. Charmed. beautiful artist’s work. So yes, indeed if you are a fan of the buffets at will (which I also like) and the stress generated by the fear of lack and competition of others’ plates, you will find the reduced quantities in the style of the thermal vichy. But, finally, at the "hungry" of the meal, hunger ends, finally it is my experience. the quality premiums on the quantity, the stomach on the eyes, which allows you to take the time to taste, savour, calmly, and lightly turn off the need that inspires us all until the end. hunger. Except for immortal vampires, but good he doesn’t like the “heads of garlic”.