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Les visiteurs réservent une table pour un repas délicieux ici et apprécient la vue sur Museaav. La cuisine française de ce restaurant offre des repas authentiques. Commandez un filet américain savoureux. Les gourmets disent qu'un madeleines est cuit à la perfection ici.
La carte des vins ravira tous les palais, tous les clients pourront trouver le vin qui leur plaira. Imaginez la combinaison d'un plat délicieux avec un personnel gracieux, c'est exactement ce que Le Socle vous offre. Un service énorme est toujours un plaisir. Des plats délicieux à un prix juste sont offerts ici. Un décor moderne et une atmosphère calme permettent aux clients de se détendre. Les experts du guide Michelin ont testé ce lieu et il fait maintenant parti du guide Michelin.
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Alexis MOREAU
5 mois plus tôt sur Google
Expérience magnifique, comme toujours. Le meilleur rapport qualité-prix de Nice. Food: 5 Service: 5 Atmosphere: 5
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Pauline
5 mois plus tôt sur Google
Testé hier soir, un peu cher mais vraiment délicieux. Service très sympa. Je recommande. Meal type: Dinner Price per person: €40–50
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Joseph Hughes
4 mois plus tôt sur Google
29/09/25 €45 pp There are many more damaging behavioural tendencies of the Brit abroad than his quest at every turn for gastronomic authenticity, but few more annoying. Especially, as my wife will tell you, when it leads to the rejection of restaurant after Old Town restaurant - each of which she’s actually bothered to research - for reasons as various as they are intangible but that which share a common thread: something about the menu, or the clientele, or the setting, or the prices and value for money, or the staff, or the ambience or the opening hours or the dress code or the cutlery is “too touristy”, and because “I want to eat where the locals eat”. This can lead to entire mornings wasted in the search for the Frenchest croissant from the boulangerie most independent and most representative of where ‘la moyenne Joseph’ would take his petit dejeuner from each morning. When in Rome and all that - because clearly back home we only drink tea served at grand stately homes out of teapots into little china cups with saucers laid out on doilies and wouldn’t know the inside of a Starbucks any better than Starbucks knows the inside of a set of tax regulations. But it’s not necessarily always authenticity of food I’m looking for. It’s a nebulous concept anyway, one I don't have the word count to get into here. It’s authenticity of attitude I appreciate - home and abroad - and I do find it hard to fully enjoy those places operating under the facade of legitimacy clearly actually purely designed to squeeze as many Euros out of a wallet as is humanly possible. That’s partly why I was so willing to give Le Socle and its not-exactly-light-lunch menu a try mere hours after the previous night’s paving slab-sized lasagne. I’m a sucker for restaurant origin stories and this one, on Le Socle’s website, references the “headaches” caused by the consideration that has gone into the concept and sparkles with enthusiasm for the whole notion of dining out. It’s a family affair too, run by a couple inspired to open up together by the birth of their daughter. Aw. The service reflected the website's sincerity too, our waiter/chef/owner suggesting wines, repeatedly sliding irresistibly warm fresh baguettes onto our table and explaining dishes from the English language version of the menu that probably should have stayed in their langue maternelle: ‘terrine de campagne’ retains so much more continental mysticism than ‘pressed meat’, don't you think? It came with a delicate little salad of cold dressed asparagus and green beans that made me think if we could cook like this back home we wouldn’t have such trouble getting our children to eat any vegetables. Everyone else had a sort of pesto mushroom lasagne slice to start, and then between us we ordered hake, monkfish, veal and moussaka from the specials board for mains. It all (with the exception of Nancy’s veal, which I photographed out of pity) looked delicious and tasted… nearly as good. Nearly. Except Nancy’s, which apparently tasted much better. Oh and except the moussaka, which had Robert requesting afterwards to be kept informed as to when it would next be available. And the sides actually, big steaming bowls of mash, dauphinois and veg, which were whisked away far too efficiently afterwards for my liking. Perhaps it was just my monkfish - cooked beautifully but just lacking a little va va voom. Despite running into the closure between lunch and dinner we were never under any pressure to leave, and so there was time for us to all to relax, enjoy catching up and to try and identify the American disco and progressive rock artists making up a killer accompanying soundtrack (how’s that for authenticity?), and for Young to perform her now-traditional ordering of dessert for everyone else in order to sample a bit of everything. Neither the pecan pie or the cardamom-pear tart were quite to my taste, but the usual double espresso was - and too the very reasonable bill at the end, I thought! Great cooking, great service and great company. You can’t really ask for more than that. Food: 4 Service: 5 Atmosphere: 5 Meal type: Lunch Price per person: €40–50
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