i hate superlatives like "the best". that said, maschou is excellent and a good bet for a satisfying dinner, especially if you are with a special person. it is very romantic. the dark stone walls are only lit by candles and the glimmer from the fireplace. as soon as you sit down, you get fresh home-made bread with sour cream dip to keep your palate occupied while you select the main course. it won't take long because you only have a choice between beef rib, rack of lamb, or chicken (which is actually a young cockerel) all of them roasted on an open fire with herbs de provence. for those who insist on being vegetarian, you can get a salmon steak or an omelette. all are served with a baked potato. according to the information i have, if you are a hard-core vegan, they will even serve you a plate of stir-fried vegetables.
however, the main attraction of this restaurant is the seared beef rib, sliced and posed on a cutting board with the rib intact. the last time i looked it was italian simmental and it is the tastiest, most succulent and tender piece of beef you will find in cannes. be sure to order it medium-rare, which is "saignante" in french, unless you like it "bleu", which is an american "rare". if you like your meat well-done, you shouldn't even be here. it would be a shame to miss out on all the flavor of real beef.
they have a short, but sweet wine list that represents the major regions of france, in the three colors, from burgundy to bordeaux to provence, the rhone and loire valleys, and a beaujolais.
so, you then get the starter course of prosciutto, or bresaola, and cantaloupe, followed by the famous basket of fresh, raw vegetables with a warm anchovy dip, known in provençal as "bagna cauda". this is, after all, a provençal restaurant, for which the name "mas-chou" is code, "mas" meaning house and "chou" meaning cute. for those who can't stand anchovies (i presume that anything is possible) they also serve a vinaigrette sauce. there is just about every type of garden vegetable imaginable in the basket which takes up quite a bit of space on the table. just dig in with your hands (it's permitted) and dip to your heart's content.
this basket of vegetables is supposed to be the reason that the owner couldn't open an equivalent restaurant in beverly hills, where he was invited to collaborate with the owner of the star studded ma maison. they evidently couldn't get a health certificate for a basket of raw vegetables that people were free to pick through with their hands. a great loss for beverly hills, if you ask me, but then they've also banned foie gras in california, which is pretty much akin to shooting yourself in the gastronomical foot.
anyway! at the end of all that, there will be one more choice to make for dessert. if you want to really play french, you will finish up with a coffee, which automatically means expresso (never with milk or cream) and some kind of "digestif", such as armagnac, cognac, marc de provence, or limoncello. don't worry, there are cabs waiting at the bottom of the hill, so go ahead, relax and enjoy yourself. read more