Traditional auberge with elegantly attired waiters in white jackets as in the classy Italian restos of yore.I was invited by old habitues from the city but had not been themselves for quite a while. We were greeted by the friendly and charming owner and immediately as if he waved his fairy wand chunks of parmesan, baskets of cherry tomatoes, plump magenta radishes and a huge jar of pickles covered the whole surface of our table.
I chose from the chef's recommended pasta menu a black ink spaghetti with tiny slivers of tasteless squid. My hosts had tagliatelle with some white truffle which as always falls short in the taste department notwithstanding its hefty price. The Baroque dessert trolley,at least, made up for the tasteless pasta dishes as we were plied with one sweet after the other. I was reflecting on all these generous gestures till my host, who must have known all along received the bill. It was as I had spied quite 'salty' as they say in the region for the quality of cooking. All the 'freebies' were actually reflected on the bill. Still it is worth a one time venture.