Le Resturant Rois
pure theatre. and the dinner was lovely. I was the first seated last night. there are two sittings and i thought by the end of my dinner it must be to keep obnoxious wealthy americans hogging the wine cave and getting pissed out of their heads! but i digress... I was the first seated -- the pre-dining room fills before being escorted to your table. i had a table at the very end of the room and a seat perfect for gaining the 'full effect' or affect as it might have been last night ahem! Next seated were a lovely posh french couple -- her with lavender casmere twin set and hermes twist scarf placed ever so perfectly upon her shoulders. and the broach. I didnt thik people wore cashmere twinsets anymore -- hadn't seen one in an age. and well she was wearing it with skin tight black leather trousers and stilettos. the spoke quietly among themselves. they sipped wine -- they didn't order any full bottles. they were three tables away and two tables beyond them was a single woman who was fidgeting -- alot. The dining room was spectacular imagine two long rows of round 4 top tables with a center asile. I was at the top on the left with a view all the way down and across to the view of the med. the ceiling was hand painted. the dining room was elegant and peaceful when suddenly an american woman in her 50's came in with 4 men. she could not stop talking. she organised who was going to sit where and ordered the waiter that the gentlement were certainly able to pay for the wine. and she chugged through the entire dinner -- and expressed her pleasure or disappointment at every turn. what she liked, what she didnt like and pressured one lad into telling everyone what his plans were for his career and future; he was not up for the evening nor the choice of resturant as such for dinner! poor lad! he was seeming to be wondering how he got himself into such a mess with three other men and this frightful woman! i was trying to understand if her intentions were to make business connections or pulling people together for some kind of pnzi scheme -- who knows! but they were loud and the lovely older french couple sitting to my right were drinking a rose from a most exquisite bottle and the somliere was handling it like a crown jewel. They were a simple couple and attended to almost without a miss! finally a lovely younger french couple arrived -- he was a very upper crust sort of fellow and his lovely girlfriend looked as though she was hoping all would go well. a first date perhaps? he looked hopeful and slightly nervous. he was pleased with his selection and relaxed when he could see i was amused with the drama unfolding across the room. i think i must have been slightly laughing under my breath. I was served oysters and munchies that were so pretty and quite tasty along with a nice selection of bread. I did not order a starter as they were more expensive than the mains. terribly so! I ordered the chicken dish of all things -- because i was hungry and it looked like I would actually get some dinner in me if i ordered the chicken -- furthermore I had no idea what else was on the menu -- safest choice. I couldn't eat dessert -- none looked edible to me. the service was impeccable but the most interesting bit was when the head waiter came to the table mid way through the first sitting and introduced himself and began to tell me his story of the first time he went to america. his family is rooted with long history in this small fishing village. he went to scotland for sometime as a boxer and learned to speak scottish english. he told me he went to america with his scottish english which he speaks with a french accent and had a very difficult time in new york; he said he ran into some trouble and was quite often in fights -- then moved to california where he said he had no trouble at all -- he said he loved california and many friends there. he was quite handsome. he told me it was going to be a beautiful day today sunday and asked me what i was going to do. i dont think he was asking me because he wanted to see me -- but one never knows. i slipped out and said I would be around for a month -- that I would try and come back if nothing else but to sit on the veranda and watch the folly. worth every penny that was and gawd -- people are funny. And if you're a man or a woman and you decide you want to check it out -- be sure and wear your stilettos -- you'll fit right in!