Before leaving France (but after leaving Le Petit Village), we had some stops to make; first for a couple of nights in Toulon, followed by two more in Paris. Then my mother had a stroke of genius, "how about we stop in Cassis on the way to Toulon." Of course we could squeeze in one more stop for Cassis, I love Cassis, and more importantly, I love eating in Cassis!
Restaurant Le Bonaparte has been one of my favorite places to eat since I first went there way back in 2010. I cannot rave about it enough and I tell everyone that they simply HAVE TO GO. (Seriously, even if you happen to find yourself in Nice or any other place within the vicinity, get thee to charming Cassis and Bonaparte's right quick. And on another note... if you do happen to find yourself in Nice, there are plenty of nice places to stay... 'nice places to stay in Nice'... I kill me!)
Not only did the lunchtime plan in Cassis mean that I got to say goodbye to another fantastic, French spot, but it also made sure that there wouldn't be any dilly-dallying on that last morning in The LPV... we'd do what needed to be done and hit the road (gold star to anyone who can guess who could possibly have been dilly-dallying...).
Now normally when we're in Cassis, the sun is shining bright in a perfect blue sky while its rays dance off a glistening Mediterranean (well, except for that one time), but on this February Friday, we weren't so lucky. But you know what, I didn't really care, the seafood (and that mouth-watering, fresh goats cheese, drizzled in local olive oil) tasted every bit as delicious on that grey, winter day, as it would've on a hot, sunny one.Bisous!Bloglovin // Facebook // Goodreads // Pinterest // Twitter
P.S. Get this... Gregory was telling Honey Jr and Honey's Honey all about Bonaparte's and how they had to make sure to eat there sometime and you know what Honey's Honey said... she used to date the owner's son! How's that for a coinkydink?!
