great surprise that this restaurant of the motel of the villiers val, because if already the motel is well planted at the foot of the viaduct, that it make the restoration in the evening for all is far from being obvious. In fact it's very simple, we really feel like eating in grandparents, game terrine or potage in the entrance, a good piece of farmer pig (you know, it's when the pig sees the day more than once in his life) in dish, or any other good preparation. It is not necessarily from the French terroir, as the excellent Chile has proved with (sorry: translation into Spanish is insulting). 'Cause I ate, but it's always prepared efficiently. and the cook really has grandfather's age (ye...
