Le Margo — Restaurant in Bergerac

Le Margo is back and I couldn’t be happier. Now located in their cozy and eclectic new space in Eymet, Chef Floriane continues to create her flavour-packed Lebanese inspired dishes in her beautiful new kitchen where everyone is now able to see her do her magic through a glass divider. I don’t know exactly what makes her food so consistently amazing, but I do believe she just knows intrinsically how to bring out the best in food whether it’s meat or vegetarian based dishes or one of her incredible desserts. We were there last night and I cannot wait to return.

Le Margo’s staff is warm and friendly and very knowledgeable about each evening’s menu as well as their carefully selected wine list from some of the best local wine producers in this region. In fact, we had our first ‘Blouge’ (both red and white grapes) which solved last night’s dilemma to have either a Red or a White. It was a delicious choice thanks to our server’s help and a perfect pairing with our food.

Simply put, Le Margo is one of the best restaurants around and we are thrilled...

Must have been here on an off day judging by other reviews. Waited a ridiculous amount of time for 3 coffees and a tea. Lovely market square but will have drinks at one of the many other cafes in future. It was particularly irritating as they seemed to be only serving drinks, so extreme delay could not have been explained by complicated food orders. Drinks were welcome- good tasting coffee but not worth the wait… Addendum after reading response from Le Margo.: Wow! What an unprofessional, pretentious and childish response to constructive criticism from a (non-English, non-retiree) customer. Reviews that point out shortcomings can be valued by smarter business people, to identify ways to improve. For example, hire more waiting staff on busy market-day (what a silly excuse for bad service!). Le Margo has responded instead with attempted condescension, defensiveness and with somewhat prejudicial inferences towards it’s perceived client base....

Right, so I had vegetarian food for lunch. Not by accident, mind you. On purpose. Voluntarily. No meat. No bacon lurking in the sauce. Not even a sad little anchovy pretending it’s a herb.

Just… vegetables. Dressed up like they were going to the Oscars. Foam, peas, artichokes behaving like steak, and a dessert that looked like it had crash-landed from a posh galaxy.

And here’s the shocking bit: It was amazing. I know. I expected to chew through guilt and cabbage. Instead, I got flavour explosions, textures like edible jazz, and left without that “I need a nap and a priest” feeling.

Turns out, eating healthy doesn’t mean punishing your taste buds. It just means chefs have started using magic instead of butter and...