Sunday, June 23, 2013

surrender


La Bastide. 15, avenue de la badine. La Capte.


Let’s be honest: like anyone who lives in a tourist area, I stay as far away as I can from any food-related business located less than a mile from the beach.  Come on, admit it, you do the same.  You know it: If you can feel sand under you feet when you sit at your table, chances are the menu will make you weep (mussels and fries on the Riviera, really?) and the food will make you sick (mussels and fries on the Riviera, really?).
But you are an adventurer and you decide that clichés are meant to be attacked anyway– and, damn it, that beautiful, shaded wooden patio is calling your name.
La Bastide’s sail-covered terrasse is an invitation to surrender to the sound of the nearby waves.  The staff’s attentive service makes you let your guards down.  The inventive menu takes you by surprise, the salve of flavors knocks you down, until you finally abdicate before the chef’s proven ability to cook the perfect shrimp.

White flag has been raised. The conquest is complete. 



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