Le Ficky - Fleury

Le Ficky is just a few minutes' walk from the centre of St Pierre, making it a bit quieter and parking easier. On a hot day in August we enjoyed all the salads that were fresh and bold. The ice creams are also good and the prices are reasonable.

We like the atmosphere on the terrace in Le Ficky, it is a mixture of locals, people from the campsite on the street and passersby. They have placed sides on the front terrace that can be pulled down on windy days and... it makes a big difference. The Moule Fries were some of the best we had. The sauce has a lot of wine in it and although the chips are frozen, they are very well cooked and have taste. The main food salads are interesting, expensive and fresh. The ice cream menu looks good a try next time worth it. On another good note, the owner we found last year was in the smile shop and is now quite affable.

I had a nice dinner tonight. It seemed to be full of locals when the patron spoke to almost all of them, but that did not stop him from waiting for us. He reminded me tormenting basil faulty, but that only added to the... hunting. Again as in my other reviews I have limited French, but he has understood quite clearly, was friendly and helpful and not even seemed to fight. He was even happy to take a selfie that I thought I would only do for travel advisors. So to round, food was good, wine was good, service was good and if you want to take your time and eat the French way you will be happy here, Brits see this place up you will feel welcome!

Good restaurant. Not too expensive and the owners are always friendly. Moule Frites are very valuable as the house wine of Sarrat de Gundy next door. Worth a visit.

We went to Le Ficky because it's the nearest cafe/bar/restaurant to the campsite [Camping Municipal de Pissevaches]. We thought we'd have a drink and consider eating there. It seems to be run by two men. One is pleasant and served us drinks quickly once he...noticed us. When we arrived there were only a few tables that were occupied, we went to sit at a table near the middle and under cover. However, the other man started waving his arms around and saying all the tables were booked, although there weren't any reserved signs on them. We were directed to a small round table on the edge with a lot of finger pointing from the man with the beard. This didn't just happen to us, everyone else who arrived was directed to an outside table with the same finger pointing by the same man. He was setting up tables for dinner, but didn't seem to have allowed enough time to do this, because he looked very stressed. We watched one family who hadn't reserved left waiting for about 5 minutes while he wiped tables and bustled around. Eventually, he produced a new folding table for them and they were able to sit down. The moules frites seemed popular with the couple of tables that were eating and the ice creams looked interesting, but we decided to walk another 5 minutes or so further towards the middle of St Pierre, where we found a group of half a dozen restaurants with a good choice of menus.