Stepping into Chez Nenesse is like stepping back in time, to experience a real Parisian Bistro like they used to be, before they gained the reputation of being unfriendly hurried places where the food is thrown at you and the waiters scowl in your direction every time they pass your table. No, you won’t find that kind of behaviour Chez Nenesse, but the warm welcome of M. et Mme Leplu.  Madame Leplu watches over the customers while Roger is confined to the kitchen.
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