If Garibaldi were still alive, he’d be eating here. Certainly.
The evidence for the above claim is circumstantial but conclusive. Garibaldi was born just along the coast in Nice, when Nice belonged to Italy. He fought for the freedom and unity of Italy.
So, obviously, he loved Italian food and would have sought it out whenever he returned home. (He would have had enough of those biscuits with currants in while campaining.)
Given that the Modo Mio is near to Nice, does Italian food very well and doesn’t cost much at all (Garibaldi was mainly broke), then I think the case is QED. You might mention this as you enter – the owners’ son is a waiter and speaks excellent English – and then take your seat as the information sinks in.
Your place might be on the terrace, or inside in the light-filled little room. You will then tackle food prepared by the Foppiani family. They’ve been making Cannes’ best fresh pasta for years. The restaurant is a more recent exercise and works splendidly, whether you choose the saltimbocca, king prawns wrapped in bresaola or ravioli of duck and morel mushrooms.
Naturally, the pasta and risotto dishes are terrific – and, just as happily, there are some first-rate lunch-time deals served in the friendliest possible manner. There may be a better value-for-money Italian restaurant in Cannes, but I don’t know it. And, should you spot a big bloke with a beard, a red shirt and a neckerchief seated in the corner, well, don’t say I didn’t warn you.