we booked on Saturday 15 July for 7:30. Upon arrival at 7.25 p.m., the restaurant seemed closed (2 cars on the parking lot, no sign of life inside, closed door). the customers were starving and finally, we saw the world inside the restaurant, without the door being opened. When the restaurant finally opened, we were already a small number, to fill the terrace (about 15 people). Welcome very cordial by the patron saint, we could quickly pass order and the aperitives were served in the aftermath, so far nothing to say. we had a 18-month-old child with us for which we took just the dish of the child menu (fish/ rice). From there, it's complicated. I think we had to wait at least 45min then before the first entries were served ~(20h30), there most other customers were always waiting. Our 18-month-old child was first served a hard egg cut in two on his Mayonnaise bed, which we returned to the kitchen since we had only ordered the dish. Finally, his fish arrived ~(20h40), not the one announced (saumon instead of colin) but not very serious.Let's now talk of entries, I ordered the decline of melon with country ham and gravlax duck magret (all that was noted much more poetic way, I should have taken the photo card). result: melon cut into large pieces with a glazed base (genre sorbet?), one or two slices of ham in ball in another corner, and some pieces of magret on the gruyère gruyère gruyère (the famous gravlax. No taste).While waiting and the price, I sent my plate back to the kitchen, making me attack by the boss because I had dared to criticize this entry mascarade, with a response like: "look, there's melon, country ham and duck magret, as indicated on the map, what you're complaining about". I asked to go straight to the dish, she insisted that I order another entrance, I accepted and ordered the poached foie gras. This one came fast enough but turned out to be unmangeable (brown bread, foie gras, liquid sauce in a cup)! I made it tasted at all my taboos (to whom I was beginning to shame) and it was without a call: silly. Margarine texture, cardboard taste with in the background a look of foie gras taste.During this time, the bottle of wine ordered more than 1h earlier and asked several times still did not come, some customers were still waiting for their inputs, everyone was pulling a head of burial (even those that were served), the waiter squeezed the cook (moreover we could talk about waiters who were We told the boss that for us the meal was over. reaction to the limit of aggression: "What, my foie gras is not good, no one has ever criticized it, blabla." The other customers looked at us from a resigned air, always waiting for their entries for many. and we, we ate a good salad of paste at home!Conclusion: first time I leave a restaurant in the middle of the meal and the more I think about it the more I realize that the restaurant has all of the catch-tourist: a very small card to make believe in fresh products, big logos "real home" on the map but without any precision at the level of dishes, titles of very dishes Maybe there's been a change of owner, maybe the kitchen and the service have deteriorated in recent times, maybe it's okay on the midday in the week? In any case, I do not wish anyone to know the same experience. In doubt, smoke!