La Boucherie Castelnau Le Lez

Le Pat'Daniel's

➤ 31 rue de la Mediterranee, 34070, Montpellier, France

Carta • Thé • Fromage • Français • Européen

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"We wanted to find a good restaurant to spend the evening. So we managed to get a table at the pat'daniel's! and we are not disappointed! We have spent a great time in this restaurant with the jack daniels's ffigie, the boss is excellent, with a decapant humor! The welcome is warm, and the place is very intimate (only 15 covered during this evening.) the menu is excellent (sweet with vegetables/ribs of pork at BBQ/tiramisu at jd,) pat the boss even helped with his isabelle wife. You see that pat is passionate about his work, which is great! We'll come back for sure because we've had a great evening!"

Auden

➤ 9 Rue En Gondeau, 34000, Montpellier France, 34062

Carta • Café • Brunch • Boissons • Déjeuner

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"The place offers very delicious salad bowls and wraps for food and freshly pressed juices and smoothies for drink. There are vegetarian, vegan and (some) meat options for the meals. The menu is available in French and English and the staff spoke both languages (and even German as it turned out). Overall, I can only describe the food (and also the juice) as delicious. With a salad bowl, there is always the risk of it leaning to much on the (more or less tasteless) salad side. However, my bowl was very tasty and had some really interesting flavors. It's a small place with only a couple of tables and seats. It is certainly not the right place for a glamorous dinner but, if you are just looking for something to eat (that does not consist of basically raw meat), this is the place to go."

Takkito

➤ 8 B Rue Du Bras De Fer, 34000, Montpellier France

Carta • Pizza • Kebab • Mexicain • Américain

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"Hands down the best food I’ve eaten in Montpellier and one of the yummiest meals I’ve ever had. So many fresh flavor bombs. Max trained with Alain Ducasse, then opened this tiny unassuming restaurant, mostly take away but there is tiny a table outside for eating in. He has plans to expand! We had nachos, jerk chicken bowl and tortillas and they were unbelievably delicious. He’s also set up in the prettiest street in Montpellier in the Ancient Quarter next to a gorgeous English bookstore. Unmissable. (Translated by Google) By far the best food I ate in Montpellier and one of the most delicious meals I've ever had. So many fresh flavor bombs. Max formed with Alain Ducasse, then opened this little restaurant without pretention, mainly to take away but there is a small table outside to eat on site. He intends to grow! We had nachos, a bowl of jerk chicken and tortillas and they were incredibly delicious. He also settled in the prettiest street in Montpellier, in the Old Quarter, next to a lovely English bookstore. Uncontournable."

Kamii

➤ 3 Place Max Leenhardt, Clapiers I-34830, France

Carta • Cafés • Sushis • Asiatique • Fruit De Mer

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"A little pee! Everything was perfect, the dishes were delicious. It's real Japanese cuisine, authentic and the welcome was great. We will come back to test the ramens quickly. Everything was fresh, homemade. To try absolutely for Japanese cuisine lovers. (Warning the machine at CB was out when we went there. ATM nearby"

Les Bockale

➤ 2 Rue De La Republique Les Bockale, 34000, Montpellier France, 34062

Carta • Vin • Cafés • Bière • Desserts

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"We walked cheerfully but still the tight legs. Scruting, envious, wandering canids relieved on city lighting. When suddenly, pointed by God, appeared his Creation. A pleasant terrace, slipped beyond our eyelids, in our peripheral vision, a terrasa, my faith well humble in appearance but very motivating for our poor echelons.. Our muscular thighs banded (like the pmu race horses) to engage in the pin turn to our right. This terasse sucked the presence of a bobo loft lighted with neon. We rub shoulders when we saw the surrounding. What was not our surprise, coupled with a chagrining despair when we lived standing in front of us, comparable to a powerful erection rod, a wall, similar to that of Berlin before 89 small historical staline 4 ever. Then, our necks in a waltzing and dizzying dildo to our communist left. We felt it in our hearts, such as the apparition of the Blessed Virgin Mary, affuched with a halo of divine light: The Bockale. Drained against us. We understood that it was The Place. So we broke up like the Eels of GENERATION PÊCHE, in the midst of an attempt to accede to the Holy Place, nothing could stop us. Once the door is carefully closed behind us, we felt in perfect symbiosis with time and the place, the more question of dragging! The throne was waiting for us in its complexly complete fatality. God disposed of the Blessed Parchment, from which we seized ourselves after the imanquable filth, how satisfying! In turn we cut the place with fervour and passion. Following this, we smear our manual tools and then split into English. Without a regret, however, all times, the heart filled with melancholy... Special mention to the panel 'Drunck people crossing' was, I quote: funny tarpiiiiing! As we say in our home. Cordially, two potential future clients. <3"