We used to like this place when it was under its previous owners, now retired, so went there last night to see how the new people did.
Well, badly is the answer.First they managed to serve English supermarket baguette as bread, Quite how they managed to find bread this bad in France is a mystery. No crust, no air in the body, moist and claggy. We tried one bit and no more.
Starters also came from the supermarket, a puff lattice pie of goats cheese and spinach. Tasteless. As was the lettuce leaf (singular) that accompanied it
Paella was part of the menu du jour so with sinking heart we waited for that and, guess what, it was also from the supermarket. The mussels were older than I am, peas of dried up redness in the shells, The massive prawn that I bet had never seen European waters, was well dodgy. The only edible bit was the chicken leg which may possibly have actually been cooked in the restaurant.The old owners brought a cheese board at this point, a selection of 7 or 8 and help yourself. The new owners brought a plate with two mingy bits of cheese, one a slice of the goats chees log you get in Lidl and a couple of lettuce leaves, The still full bowl of appalling not-baguette was not replaced or remarked on.And then a scoop of ice cream on a puddle of bottled syrup and topped with squirty cream.
Maybe it was a bad night, I somehow doubt it.
E17.90 each with some fairly acidic red wine in a 50 cl pitcher ( the old owners would give a litre bottle of not so bad table wine)Sad. The woman who owns the place seems a hard boiled case, not in the nice way of the old owner, but someone who would kick off in a pub back home after two snakebites.. Ill not be going back.
