Provence restaurants

A private slice of Provence – yards from the sea and city centre.

Unfashionable, unshowy and off-centre, so please don’t go. (I want to keep it to myself.)

Flash in the pan? Hardly. Plumail has been among the best for years.

‘Techno-emotional’ cooking – and the most imaginative table in town.

What’s all this zen? (Or how to keep your capital of cool on a hot beach.)

The height of good taste: we have lift-off (or a lift up, anyway).

Japanese by name, Mediterranean by nature – welcome to ‘Japanice’ catering.

The ice-cream cometh - in 94 different flavours.

Small is beautiful: the sweet (and savoury) smell of success.

La crème de la crème (glacée) - or, to put it another way, the cream of the ice-cream.

When in Nice, do as the Romans do – go for the finest pizza in town.

Sobriety, and a sophisticated modern twist to Provençal cooking.

You’re in France, you’re near Italy – so, well, viva España!

Classic Niçois dishes amid classic Niçois bustle, though the sheep’s testicles are optional.

You can’t book by phone, you can’t pay by cheque or card and you probably can’t get in, either.

You should Coco: fish fulfilment – and a legend on the rocks.

Pumpkin provides a port of call for vegetarians.

So keen on turbot, they named a menu after it.

Ready to rock? Ready to roll? Certainly - but first, a full English breakfast, please.