Oh-la-la, mais oh-la-la! From the name of the top three - Guilbaud, Lebrun and Robin - that made this place happen in the 80s, right down to picture perfect food, graceful service and style, French is the language of this place. Not one, but two awarded michelin stars shine bright and make one turn a blind eye to the menu prices, inducing the fantasy-feeling of dining like royalty. Little did you know that much like royalty used to, you’re dining on top of a goldmine - a cellar stocked with no less than 30 0000 exquisite wine bottles, waiting patiently for you to smell, roll in your glass, taste, play around your mouth, pause for a moment, look up at the waiter and muble “d’accord!” with a straight face, while your insides are screaming for more.
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