This post concludes my reviews of Cannes restaurants — for this year, at least.

All of them are at the midpoint of my Recipes/Health/History page.

Astoux, along with Maître Renard and Le Pistou, truly impressed us.

(Photo credit: TripAdvisor)

Astoux, located at 41-43 Rue Félix Faure, is not cheap. However, it is awfully good.

Astoux is in partnership with Brun Coquillages on the corner. The two restaurants share their seafood and run a shop open to the public.

We ate at Astoux twice in June 2015.

Our first dinner was on the evening we arrived in Cannes. What a treat!

We started with red mullet terrine, which was fresh and tasty with plenty of texture. We then had the loup — Mediterranean sea bass — which came wrapped in, of all things, puff pastry! This was the best loup we have had in Cannes. Rolling puff pastry around it then baking it resulted in an unctuous, moist cylinder of delight. We are still talking about it. If I can reproduce it at home, I’ll certainly share the recipe.

For dessert, SpouseMouse had a competently done crème brulée.

I spotted St Marcellin made with raw milk from local cheesemonger Ceneri on the menu, although that was not part of our prix fixe menu. I asked the maître d’ if I could substitute it for a dessert. Much to my relief, he readily agreed.

Little did I know how large Ceneri’s St Marcellin was. Those that I buy in the UK are enough for one or two servings. This one was twice the size.

Hands down, this was the best St Marcellin I’ve ever tasted. It was completely gooey on the inside, glorious from start to finish.

We had a bottle of regional rosé: Château du Galoupet, Cru Classé de Provence. This is a full-bodied rosé, comparable to those from Bordeaux. It was our favourite wine on this trip, and we highly recommend it to northern Europeans who are used to rosés with bags of character.

The bill came to €159.30 for two.

Afterward, I spent time talking to the waiters by the fish tank. I’d never seen such a huge langouste in all my life. It was pretty aggressive, too, completely dominating the lobsters in the tank and crawling towards the top in an escape attempt. One could imagine a horror movie: The Attack of the Giant Langouste!

Having enjoyed ourselves so much, we booked a table during the second week of our trip.

I had a grand plan in mind which involved ordering off the slate — ardoise — which lists a variety of fish and seafood of the day priced per 100g. I figured we could order a dégustation of several.

On the night, the maître d’ quickly disabused me of that notion. Just because the fish is priced at 100g does not mean that one can order an assortment. One orders the whole thing. Therefore, my grand plan of starting with oysters and praires (small abalone from the Channel Islands) then moving on to a tasting menu of prawns and fish went out the window.

‘Too much!’ the maître d’ barked in English. ‘That’s too much food! You’ll never eat it all.’

He rather reminded me of the grumpy Vincent Gardenia character — Cher’s plumber father Cosmo — in Moonstruck. ‘Copper pipes, Loretta! Copper pipes!’

Well, we had to admire his honesty.

So we ordered two items off the slate, things of which we’d never heard. Chapon — also the word for capon — is actually red snapper. It was huge. The camerones géantes are ginormous prawns from Madagascar, much larger than my favourite UP10s. I would say these are UP6s. SpouseMouse thinks they are UP4s, they were that large.

The maître d’ came out minutes later with both presented on a platter. Each bore an Astoux & Brun till receipt. A whole chapon was €89 and one camerone géante €29. We said yes and the maître d’ assured us that would be plenty for two.

Indeed they were. We declined dessert.

We started with the camerone géante. SpouseMouse made a joke about David Cameron, Britain’s Prime Minister. The maître d’ said, ‘I don’t know who he is. But I do know who James Cameron [film director] is.’ Typically Cannois!

Anyway, the camerone géante arrived split down the middle in its shell. It had been roasted in garlic and olive oil, which was to die for. It was unforgettably rich and most satisfying. I could eat another right now!

After a welcome pause, the chapon arrived, accompanied by assorted steamed vegetables, fresh from nearby Marché Forville. We’ve never had such delicious red snapper. We will definitely be ordering some from our local fishmonger.

We drank Château du Galoupet, which, once again, complemented our dinner perfectly.

The bill came to €164.90, rather eye-watering but what a gastronomic experience.

It’s worth saving up to dine at Astoux. Seafood and fish lovers will truly enjoy their experience here.

We can hardly wait for our next visit!

Additional observation: Astoux’s bread baskets come with several hand towelettes. Take all of them. Restaurant loos in Cannes this year were surprisingly appalling. These towelettes came in handy during our stay.

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