Local harvest from the region’s abundant bounty, alongside fresh catch of the day, dominates the menu, which is served on a pretty patio under a pergola with twinkling lights (or inside in colder weather).
It’s classic Provençal with a contemporary flair – the likes of olive oil fougasse, Bouzigues mussels with Thai basil and ginger and a particularly summery dish of courgette carpaccio with goats cheese and mint. The mains fell slightly short – my seriole (a white fish) was uncooked in the middle, a real shame as the accoutrements – buttery mash, salty chard and burnt spring onions – were exactly the sort of simple fare I love eating in Provence. The charcoal-cooked pork chop with polenta and a vierge sauce was much better, but it’s the desserts that stand out: roasted and raw peach served with verbena espuma, or frozen sheep’s yogurt with Bonnieux figs and chestnut honey.
The wine list is fun, featuring mostly biodynamic varieties from the local region. Ask the sommelier for tips and recommendations (of what to drink but also which nearby wineries to visit) – he’s engaging, witty and delighted to share his knowledge. The other staff members were a bit slow but this is perhaps more indicative of the pace of life here.
Breakfast is a simple choice of viennoiseries (croissants, cookies, cinnamon rolls), tartines of sourdough bread (go for the Provençal), homemade granola and yogurt, or eggs done any way you like.
