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It is well known that monopoly does not push to excellence. Monopoly of the square (plein city center, close theatre), monopoly of time (opening 7 days/7 days), space (large interior and exterior space). The sommelier’s tavern looks like the first glance at a Parisian brewery, it’s actually just the look, it’s not the best, in time. An armada of small apprentices clumsy servers but not necessarily unpleasant, well presented plates and then that’s all. we eat quickly and the next day everything is forgotten. We take a place to feed and no more, meat or fish has what good, no surprise in sight, no emotion. We cross all the notables of the city, and on Sundays noon it is good to show its frigid and weave the moustache. Tourists are rushing in numbers, but they really have the choice, here it turbines like they say in the trade! The addition remains salty even for a tgv formula, a routine « mortal » seems to settle in this restaurant that deserves better.For a lunch break in the summer you cannot escape, the monopoly is sacred!