BIJOU BAR
It is not a simple pub, the Jewel Bar, at the foot of Mont Tower, is probably the oldest beverage flow in the city: " In the th century, bar-grocery and post relays for wooden barges, the site is still irrigated by three rivers: the Seine, Wine and Beer, "says legend. The current tenancier has been behind the bar for more than 10 years now, and serves both meals and large chopines! On the plate, the motto of the restaurant sums up the mind quite well: " It's always good and we're doing it. " One can be tempted by an abundance of saint-nectaire and its patates bacon and cumin with input, a Norman tender cream tender, a Aubrac beef tartar, a «beef tartare, or a pan-fried foie on toast grape sauce in resistance dish. To close on a sweet note (greed is a nice defect, says the map) one will have the choice between a vanilla lemon cream to rum, a far Breton to prunes of Agen or a lost bread to homemade caramel! If the menu of the restaurant is desirable, that of cervoises in store is no less: the beer map has airs of papyrus, announcing, for example, the Scottish ale "to taste for the boss", the Mongozo Coco coming from Africa, the O'Stud Irish Red, not to mention the countless Belgian labels. And we did not even address the issue of whiskies and other spirits…
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Members' reviews on BIJOU BAR
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Arrivés à 19h30, la dernière assiette (un burger, rien d’exceptionnel à faire) a été servi à 22h, après avoir du relancer pas moins de 4 serveurs différents.
Un loupé peut arriver, mais dès qu’on s’en rend compte, on le rectifie au plus vite. Il aura fallu plus d’une heure entre la prise de conscience du loupé par une serveuse et le service pour ne même pas avoir le plat correspond à la commande ( « plus de courgettes, frites uniquement »)
Le sens commercial du patron a du rester en confinement, car il n’est à aucun moment venu nous voir, et au moment de régler aucune excuse, ni geste commercial.
Juste un « il faut venir en hiver la prochaine fois ». Ce à quoi j’ai répondu qu’il n’y aurait pas de prochaine fois.
Ce cher monsieur ne s’est pas gêné pour me traiter de « chieuse » caché derrière son masque.
Si les clients vous font chier, changez de métier.