I can recommend the Menu of the Day, which i had twice here... Very good deal
Also the owner comes by and greets you personally ... Would come again
Food: 5
Service: 5
Atmosphere: 4
Good place to chill but too much girls who bothers a lot. Not recommending for couples
Service
Dine in
Meal type
Dinner
Food: 4
Service: 4
Atmosphere: 1
Good food but you should consider that the staff here are paid starvation salaries. This should not be acceptable, this is human exploitation.
Food: 4
Atmosphere: 1
Keep coming back to try the “meal of the day” for lunch. 16,500 AR and they continue to exceed my expectations. 10/10.
Food: 5
Service: 5
Atmosphere: 5
Always a fun and "lively" place..... if you want a quiet family meal however, they have a Restaurant round the side called El Barco... the food is very good.
This is a truly awful place. The restaurant is, at all times, filled with old foreign men and young local "girls of joy". The restaurant is known by locals as a "Papasousi retreat". In other words; a place where so called sugardaddies come to meet and boast about their sex tourism experiences. The owner of the restaurant is also a foreign old "Papasoesi.
I am extremely disgusted by this place as it facilitates everything that is wrong in Madagascar... mainly sex tourism.
I strongly want to call upon other travellers to boycot this place.
On a sidenote; the food is quite bad as it is fatty and stale.
Everything that Harre Foppele said about this place is true. It's where old, normally French men go to pick up young Malagasy women who only want to escape the circle of poverty by taking advantage of a white man with money. And that part of this place is absolutely true.
BUT - I love this place. The power cables at every table, the energy, the food (I love their food), the drinks, the free wifi that I use often when I'm not even inside the restaurant, and the location one block from the bord is wonderful.
BUT BUT - Sexual tourism is sickening, a viscous cycle that destroys lives and as Harre suggested, this place should be boycotted for those reasons. It breaks my heart, too, because I just love it there -- but sitting alone eating while watching young girl after young girl after young girl parade around in skimpy outfits trying to attract a wealthy (by Malagasy standards, that doesn't mean much money at all) paramour has often made me lose my appetite.
Harre is right. Boycott this place. Shut them down.