Restaurants

The café of the Carré d’Or, between Hermès and Cartier: juices and smoothies through the day, cocktails and tapas from the early evening, and twice a month a mezcal tasting with live Latin music.

Dinner that ends on the tables: harbour-side from 7 pm, a DJ, the White Parties in season and the “Secret Mondays”. When we want to talk, we ask for the terrace.

Cyril Lignac’s Paris address, in Gustavia: sushi and shared plates between French technique and Japan, in a calm room by Lázaro Rosa-Violan. Dinner only, à la carte, and no children after 7 pm.

Riccardo Giraudi’s Beefbar at Fouquet’s, on the Lurin hillside above Gustavia bay: Kobe and Wagyu, but also king crab tacos and lobster rolls. Lunch or dinner; the view does the rest.

The old Baz Bar reborn on the harbour: South American tapas, meats and fish from the wood fire by Thibault Pichard, and cocktails built as the main event. Dinner from 6 to midnight, every day.

A beach hut on the harbour front, feet in the sand facing the boats, Éric Frechon’s summer cooking; jazz at sunset, then singers, dancers and a DJ under the stars.

The piano bar of the Saint-Tropez and Courchevel house, on the harbour: a brasserie where the singers sing Piaf and Aznavour after dinner and the whole room sings along. Lunch too, without the piano.

Mark Iacono’s Brooklyn pizzeria, in the old Mi Brasa on rue de la France: thin crust from the wood oven, calzone, no menu to study. Evenings only, and children are welcome.

Mamo’s Antibes house, thirty years old, on the harbour: truffle raviolini, lamb shoulder from the wood fire, truffle focaccia, and a truffle margarita at the Bar Classico. Closed on Wednesdays.

The Saint-Tropez Pablo, redone for the island: the rooftop opens at sunset over the masts and the red roofs, plates to share — tacos, sashimi, guacamole — then the Night Bar downstairs until 2 am.

Since 2009, Laurent Cantineaux’s French kitchen with ten years of Venezuela in it: ceviches and tiraditos, the charcoal grill, a resident DJ, and the harbour lights below. Book in season.

The Cannes house on the tip of the harbour since 2015, between fishing boats and yachts: Yiannis Kioroglou’s Greek-Mediterranean grill, then the DJ and the terrace until 2 am.

The Sand Bar, feet in the Saint-Jean sand: Jean-Georges Vongerichten’s truffle pizza and lobster salad at lunch, the finer menu at night, and Rémy Bar for a drink beforehand.

“La Case” meets Italy in Saint-Jean: a bistro and wood-oven pizzeria, open from 6 pm every day except Tuesday. Our no-effort dinner, a few minutes from the house.

Dinner under the hundred-year-old tamarind tree on the Saline road, in a garden of banana trees and ponds: one of the island’s oldest addresses, now Julie and Paco’s, with Jérôme Lebeau in the kitchen.

Assaf Granit’s Jerusalem on the rocks of Public beach, five minutes from the house: “sella” means rock; plates to share, a kitchen that plays loud, and the sea at the end of the table.

Carole Gruson’s cabaret since 1995, in a Creole house on Pointe Milou: the charcoal grill, a show, a costume corner, and by the end everyone is on the tables. Adults only; not a quiet dinner.