We had spent the last 7 days eating out every night in Corsica - really very good food from start to finish. Our last night in Nice was thoroughly spoiled by this Restaurant.
The only reason we chose it, was because the restaurant opposite had a really good singer that evening and by sitting at an outside table we could hear him.
Their menu was uninspiring - the usual 'formula 19euro' starter, main and dessert, but they had pasta choices 'a la carte', so we walked over.
There were two 'waitresses' inside, one polishing glasses, the other on her mobile phone. Neither showed us to our table - one just pointed where to sit. There were only three other couples sitting around the exterior, so no pressure for the waiting staff. I eventually ordered a Salad Nicoise and a Lasagne for myself, and my friend ordered a Penne Carbonara.
No other people arrived to eat whilst we waited, yet the girl on the phone was now welcoming what appeared to be a friend (who then left their pyjama'ed child running around inside of the restaurant). The salad and pasta arrived together and was served by the chef. The salad looked really quite pleasant, and to be honest tasted OK. However, the carbonara looked odd from the word go. It was very pale, had very little ham and the eggs had presumably curdled somehow, because there were lumps everywhere. There was no proper taste to it - only a horrid background taste of rancid cheese. I pulled the waitress after she had disposed of her phone, explaining in French (I have lived there 3 years and am practically fluent), that it was really quite inedible. She took umbrage, shrugged her shoulders, said that carbonara never had garlic in it, and that the taste was the pecorino cheese. I had to beg to differ and asked that she tried it. She wouldnt. I buy pecorino in France, and freshly grated its really great with pasta. Whatever they had sprinkled on certainly wasnt fresh, and I doubt even pecorino. The cheese wasnt really the issue however, it was the awful taste. She took it back with no apology to us, cursing as she walked back towards the kitchen. My friend wanted nothing in replacement, so I finished my salad and then waited probably 30 minutes before the glass polisher unnecessarily cleaned the tables around us, then cleared our table. It was obvious they were keeping us waiting on purpose, but we had time so we let it go.
The lasagne arrived at last. I wished it hadnt. It too was very pale, cut square from a larger piece I think. It had that 'blasted-far-too-long-in-a-microwave' look; the bottom section of pasta being firmly stuck to the base of the plate. I forked it around a little, and against my better judgement tasted a little bit that was less cooked. Again a strange taste, not of fresh Provence herbs, olive oil etc, but of....cinnamon. The meat was ground up a bit like pate too, so I tried to convince myself that maybe thats how they did it in Nice, but I didnt want to take the chance.
I asked for the bill, paid and left without even looking at desserts.
It was truly the worst dining experience I had ever experienced in my life. From the disgusting food to the serious lack of attentiveness, and sheer rudeness of those girls, they didnt even deserve the single star. There are other places just paces from their street menu that merit your business.
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