Les Sablettes Beach - Menton

Rental of decks Very pleasant we are not piled up. Coktails delicious. Remarkable service and care. (18th day in front line)

The place is very nice, beautiful scenery. But it's not here that we'll eat well. However, mediocre cuisine I had taken a burger because I suspected ... burger that is hard to miss but it was not top... I zappened dessert.

The environment is really very pretty, on the other hand the mojito is to review it is not worth its price at all... or was the gaseous water? It was a mojito with water.. honestly it was the worst mojito I could drink. The duck magret passed.. but not famous either.. honestly it is expensive for what it is...

Very good beach. Restaurant level we eat great, the dishes are hearty and the service is nickel!! I recommend

A daring decision, or simply a masochist, to venture there on August 15. The wait to place order was so long that we have time to review our lives scrolling, as well as the seasons of our favorite series in my head. And when the dish finally arrived after 1:30, it was rather a tragic episode. My fortune companion, drawn to the call of the sea, boldly opted for a culinary adventure of the seas, flirting with shrimps and exotic marine animals. However, his frequent perennials to the throne the next day have blown me an idea: perhaps these bitter delights were not in their fresh premium. The tumultuous waves of the ocean have found echo in the stomach of this freshwater mariner. The promise of a marine experience has turned into a digestive odyssey, reminding us that all the treasures of the abysses are not necessarily worth their price in gold. The beef net, this rebel, proudly displayed its anarchical grill tattoos, adding a markedly carbonized note to each bite. My tender pink pepper sauce of old has mysteriously disappeared, supplanted by a mustard so fade that it could apply for the main role of a Shakespearean tragedy. The cherry on the cake? A waitress, camouflage expert, who made me play a restaurant version of Where is Charlie? with mustard. A game where I finally found the solution by going to the bar. The homemade purée, for her part, reminded me of these moments where, child, I mixed water with Mousseline powder. The generous glass of frozen fries in addition, lost between purée and despair. But O miracle! José, like a knight armed with a dessert spoon, saved us thanks to the preparation of his shotamisu revisited with lemon, briefly illuminating this dark evening. Unfortunately, the manager, offered us a fascinating study on the behavior of flies, while lamenting herself on her busy schedule. Probably too busy counting flies to notice the unbridled race of his staff, quickly pushed us back into the atmosphere. In short, Les Sablettes became this place where we come for the view, but certainly not for the gastronomy. Low hat for this unforgettable performance! Bravo!