We arrived at Vangionis at 7.00 and the place was ‘buzzing’. The cutest little maitre d’ looked thrilled to see us. Thrilled! As it was a chilly autumn night, we avoided the outside area – great in summer though. Ok the restaurant gets noisy but it’s casual and child-friendly so that’s to be expected. I’m finding it difficult to concentrate on Jean-Paul’s explanation of the menu, his accent is so beautiful (that’s NOT actually his name by the way). We shared a very nice pizza with a Greek salad (not one wilted leaf in sight). For our last night, we chose “The Little Bistro” – aptly named as it turns out. Michael is 6ft 3ins and was forced to fold in and out of his seat like a pack of cards but did well. Did we like “The Little Bistro”? We loved it! You’re sitting so close to other diners, it’s really ok to join in a conversation with total strangers – a novelty we enjoyed. The food was artfully prepared and I appreciated the staff acknowledging my birthday – complementary dessert wine and a wee candle with my chocolate mousse – slightly miffed when no one broke into a rendition of ‘Happy Birthday’ (just kidding – not). Oh, and another thing, we got to see our little French maitre d’ from Vangionis again – waved furiously at us from across the room. You gotta love small towns!