After a very tiring first day in Nice, instead of staying in and ordering room service for dinner my husband and I opted to head out one more time to dine out. You can never have enough restaurant; in fact there was one in every corner, or to be more precise – restos are lined up one after the other right around Promenade des Anglais. However, we walked farther away from the hotel and landed in Rue Massena where we found a gazillion of dining options.
No matter how sore my legs were and terribly jet lagged, I was wired up to check out the slew of stores around the area before finally sitting down to eat. My companion was not pleased, but he obliged. Does he really have a choice (lol)? At that point, he probably thought he made the wrong choice by pushing me to head out; perhaps in his mind he was better off left at the hotel room.
When I finally said, we should decide which resto to go to, he was more than pleased. Immediately that frown on his face dissipated. In no time, we were seated. The food came out fast in spite the heavy volume of diners. I didn’t want to be exposed to second hand smoke so dining inside the resto was the best choice. Here in Nice, smoking is prohibited inside the restaurants.
Here I am, smiling while waiting for the food.
To start, this plate of oysters did not disappoint.
Husband’s pasta was awesome.
My paella was mediocre at best. Imagine my face getting sour after my first bite.
To save the night, I had to have my Laduree macarons for dessert. Delicious!