La Guinguette — Restaurant in Dijon

If you find yourself in Dijon, for work, for pleasure, for killing time, for whatever reason... take yourself off down a small alleyway towards a small hole in the wall restaurant and enter into a cave of trinkets and a world of nostalgia.

If you are not sure what to expect, then that's good, you shouldn't expect anything normal. Your senses will be overwhelmed by the memoribilia crammed in every nook and cranny of this little gem. Photos, dolls, posters, saucepans, lamps, plants and all manner of household apparel will keep your eyes and brain busy for most of your visit. Wherever you look, they'll be a reason to pause, squint and ponder "what on earth is that?"

Take a seat and work your way through the handwritten menu giving only vague notions of what food to expect. Sounding fairly decadent and delicious but still leaving a good amount of mystery of what will land on the table roughly 15 minutes after you order.

But be prepared, the portions are enough to feed an army. There'll be more potatoes and cheese than you can shake a stick at, and a healthy slab of meat. A token salad completes the meal but it's a lettuce leaf too far.

Truly delicious, a friendly and welcoming ambience, a cat, an eclectic playlist to keep you humming. This place has it all. Not to be missed in Dijon. You will not regret a...

I’m not going to lie, when my partner led me down a dark, creepy alleyway talking about a fantastic local restaurant, I thought she was gullible and we were going to be mugged.

It turns out that I’m the fool, and the reviews were correct. The restaurant was indeed fantastic and indeed local.

While the decor is best described as quirky, the eagerness of our host was so endearing that it really didn’t matter that a creepy doll stared at me throughout the meal. The menus were handwritten in French, and the owner (who does not speak English) performs an impressive one man operation; he will take your order, pour your wine, and cook your meal from scratch.

As for the food itself, we ordered a Gratin to share. Well, bloomin heck that was delicious. If it were more socially acceptable to pick up the plate and lick it clean, I would have.

Tarte tatin finished the meal and I was actually sad that I’d eaten all the food. I never wanted it to end.

It’s probably best described as going to your friends house for dinner (if your friend is French and an amazing cook, and if so treasure that friend for the rest of your life). We left full and happy and little bit...

I can't understand all the good reviews! Probably the best thing going for it was the huge portions, but the quality of food was dreadful. Authentic experience it is not. Bizarre experience it was. My friend had andouillettes cooked with gratin dauphinoise - an acquired taste anyway, but not the best andouillettes. I had just had a ham omelette. Made from a whole packet of cheap processed supermarket ham that was inedible. Outside seating in a communal courtyard area, which the owner seemed to have set up to annoy the neighbours- anytime someone wanted to drive through, he had to move the plastic tables. If you want a really surreal experience, go for it. If you want a plate of decent local...