Once in a while you find a pearl in the oyster. Sometimes it’s because you search for it, other times by chance.
We had passed by the Auberge (literally meaning Hostel) to and from the Airport. It always seemed to be bustling with people and when Mette (also know as madame Family), Katja and I went to dinner and awaited the arrival of Ben (father in law). It was an easy meet for Ben and the tram from the Airport stops right outside.
And what a gem we found. The Auberge’s of France are something special. I can’t say I know all the details but they are semi sponsored by state or county to support the local area. They are generally run by people with a passion for food and service. L’Auberge Saint-Antoin is such a place.
The service was impeccable with a good and friendly atmosphere. The restaurant is divided into two sections and we have been there and seated in both. They are both nice, but the room to the right of the entrance is a tad more comfy.
The food is great. We’ve had pizza, gnocchi and entrecote. All have been super good and reasonably priced. Not cheap, but decent.
It might be a good idea to call ahead to reserve a table, if you’re comfortable with that. It’s a popular place among the locals.