We were looking for somewhere to have a late lunch in the area, stumbling along the road and ready to stumble into the next greasy spoon that opened its doors to us. Out of the restaurants on this street that were open at the time, it was between fry-up, pizza and deep-fried fish - none of which really matched our desire for something light and tasty. Until we came across Le Petit Nicola, the answer to our stomachs’ yearnings.
We stepped into the narrow cafe and in our jet-lagged, muddled state asked for a sandwich and a coffee each before retiring to a window seat and slowly letting our tension seep away. As we sat back with the afternoon sun pouring in on us, we were served the type of sandwich one has dreams about - fresh baked baguette overflowing with slices of fresh roasted chicken, lettuce and hand-made (on the premises) mayonnaise; or thick chunks of continental ham with slices of creamy brie. The latte had that kind of thick frothed milk that you get by not ordering coffee from a chain coffee shop, the kind which takes three sachets of brown sugar layered on to slowly sink through the creamy froth.
Unfortunately, we couldn't stop there. Once we felt as if all our woes had been swept away by the sunshine and the high quality food, we felt ourselves get sucked into the wonderland of all the stuff we could buy to take away with us. For dinner, we are having fresh baguette, terrine, saucisson, baked camembert, assorted jam, mustard and home-made mayo followed by an array of macaroons.
The best part of the visit extended beyond the food though - the service was personable and friendly and you felt able to relax and indulge yourself in the presence of people who genuinely cared about the food and service they were providing.
If dinner tastes anything like the eat-in food, this will be a regular stop when we're visiting the area again.
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