We figured this place must be good since it was super crowded Sunday at noon. The place entices you in with breads and pastries on display.
Tables are crowded together, and the day we were there the cooks had
partied a bit too much the night before (according to our waiter) and it took a
while to get the food. So just sit back, enjoy the French roast coffee and
fresh raspberry juice and pretend you are actually in Provence