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La Paix - Restaurant - Hotel - Tournus

La Paix - Restaurant - Hotel - Tournus

9 rue Jean Jaures, 71700, Tournus, France

Cafés • Poisson • Européen • Français


"we have eaten here 2 or 3 times before and had a perfectly ok meal, so maybe it's a bit unfair to write our last visit. but I just write how we found it. it was a very warm evening and we had for. the terrace on the back of the hôtel at the rande of a small square booked. I ate from the 25€ menu and my wife from one at 33€. we ordered a bottle of red wine a relatiw local mercury 1er cru les croichots. Unfortunately, the glasses used here are quite klemperische dinge with a rolled edge that do not really allow them to fully appreciate the content, but it was a good enough bottle. the starter of my wife was 6 chicks in garlic, served in single small “egg cup”. she found her more on garlic and something oily. I was in a flaw pastry with a green salat chaource. the salad dress was pretty sharp. it was quite normal vinaiigrette (vin aigre means sour wine, finally) but would have done with the addition of a small honey to cut the hard easily; it would have gone far better with the cheese package. we then had waited to see the city youth on the square and hear some bad music. the waiter worked in a furious tempo, but again and again he just disappeared into the kitchen for some time, probably waiting for the next dishes to appear in the pass. the terrace has seating for 24, but there were only about 17 people eating so it wasn't exactly full. our main thing appeared. my wife had ordered truite de la petite mondayne with buttery and cuddly, and my head was charolaise steak in a weeping and soot sauce. the trout is bred in the cold waters of the river valouson in the jura, and my wife said she was absolutely perfectly cooked. but she thought the buerre noisette had a slightly greasy taste from some reason, and it didn't have the brown color that you would expect. my steak turned out to be very chewing, and although I got a steak knife, it was extremely difficult to cut. I had to put the first bit back on the plate, as I could not bite through them, and although I had managed to cut a few pieces and eat them, it became more and more difficult. I might have given it back, but it fell with one of the waiting times in the kitchen and when he finally reappeared, I went away from the idea of the steak. I ate the little grooming and cut the sauce with a little broth. it is possible that if I had eaten à la carte, the meat cut might have been better, but I am not sure if I would like to find out now. a three curs 25€ menu is not exactly cheap anyway. the menu of my wife included cheese, but mine didn't. When the waiter cleared the teller, I said I would wait for dessert until my wife was ready for her. what we had not expected was another 20 minutes or more to have to wait for a small plate of three cheese and salad leaf. When it finally arrived, we were 3 hours at the table. we told him we would miss desserts and bring us the supplement. it hadn't arrived when we had eaten the cheese between us, so my wife went in. another (Dutch) diner had just hit her with the same complaining about the speed of the service. there was no one except the waiter who was extremely apologetic and was charged only for two 25€ menus, not exactly any great reduction of truth in the face of an indefinable steak and no dessert. our evening was not helped by the fact that it is in the summer eve, in the evening when free music is heard on the streets in whole france. what we had not far from us, two young were a saxophonist and a drummer. we have a lot of taste in the music and certainly enjoy jazz, but two hours of playing from someone without recognizable melodie accompanied by heavy hand drum simply not lifting our ghosts. the people kept stealing, but whether it was in appreciation or because they were glad that he was ready for a moment I don't know. okay, nothing to do with la paix, and I don't blame them for it. it would have been nice to hear some decent music in the long gaps between each cursor. we had useful meals here before, and my wife who loves fish would return alone for the fresh water trout. not if the kitchen can not put her act together, and I will be interested to see other feedback."

La Flambee

La Flambee

19 rue des Lauriers, 71700, Tournus, France

Cafés • Pizza • Européen • Français


"nous avons ce restaurant et le motel associé depuis de nombreuses années comme étape sur le chemin vers et depuis l'autre France. Auparavant, c'était tellement bon, avec une nourriture de haute qualité à un prix raisonnable dans un environnement agréable. notre récente visite a été complètement gâchée par le maître d'hôtel alors qu'il était brutal lors d'une visite précédente, cette fois il a pris le repos à un nouveau niveau. nous sommes arrivés 5 minutes plus tôt pour notre réservation de 19h30, nous avons présenté et tenu la conversation en français. la star s'est retournée de son mieux Oliver Payton Thin Vagrant a vu son impression nasen et nus ils me suivent sur nous. nous avions à peine bougé qu'il décida d'engager une discussion animée avec le cuisinier selon laquelle nous étions comme des citrons avant de répéter sa brève déclaration et de nous conduire à notre table. le repas était bien préparé et cuisiné, mais là où auparavant il y avait une sélection de sauces avec notre côte de bœuf, cette fois il n'y en avait pas, juste des croûtes à la craie provenant d'une marmite. nous avons pris notre repas et avons demandé à la serveuse si nous devions nous rapporter à la recette de l'addition, cela a été confirmé et elle a indiqué qu'il recevrait préférentiellement le numéro de table. À notre arrivée à la réception, nous avons donné au monsieur notre numéro de table et il a, sans un mot, tapé nos coordonnées et le coût (à partir de plus de 100 € pour deux) est apparu sur l'écran de la carte. il n'a pas parlé, mais pendant que je payais certaines personnes, je suis entré et son visage s'est éclairé et il les a engagés dans une conversation de bienvenue tout en continuant à ignorer les clients qu'il servait. Je ne peux que supposer que les nouveaux arrivants étaient ses meilleurs amis, des critiques gastronomiques influents, ou qu'il leur devait de l'argent."