le zinc - Nîmes

C was a magic lei with music and painting and a simple family kitchen based on fresh products....it is no longer this since owner's hangement! home; very cold not nice see limit when to food more than any see without flavor any! very disappointed we were 4 on our plates! pass your path no interet. you will lose your money and your time, really not worth it. bring back the old boss and cook :) damage c was really a good address.

The former owner and his so friendly evenings and a so pleasant food.Now it is absolute horror. The reception of the cold boss we feel like we're having an embete when we're coming, we've eaten badly and colder.

Twice as I go back to it, ecalsent equipe, the boss like the cuisto, hyper simpas! The burger at the top, and the magret won't talk about it, a feast, a delight! I really recommend it, we go with the smile and the belly full! exelent ratio quality price because in addition, really cheap!

I was in love with this restaurant before with the former owner and his so friendly evenings and a so pleasant food.Now it's the absolute horror. The reception of the cold boss like a prison door is limited if you don't bother him coming to his restaurant eating. I think it's the worst service I've ever seen in a restaurant in my whole life, traveling abroad. The food is any, we don't propose you the wine it's too much effort you understand and dessert doesn't talk about it. From one of the best nimes restaurant in the past, it has become the worst and far, far away. It's rare that I say that, but don't go, don't waste your time and your money.

Everything was fine until we were served with food. The room is very pretty, the atmosphere is fine.Our dishes arrived a few minutes after our aperos, so we drank them during the meal, but since there was no water, so much better.As soon as we saw the plates with the famous iceberg salad in sachet, we doubted that it was not top.Let's eat unrespected steaks, it's dessert We took a second dessert after we left because we were still hungry and to pass the disappointment of a missed meal. I hate eating out less than home. I'm on the hard cash.