Opposite the city's commercial heart, on the "quai d'en face", a setting with cachet and a rather ambitious cuisine, always a little complicated, but full of sincerity, with its playful and slightly naive titles: "ça me court sur les noix" for the millefeuille of scallops and celery "à la lièvre à la royale", "un bouton sur la langue" for the ravioles à la langue de boeuf, or "sarcophage crémeux" for the pithiviers de poireau fromage frais noix et jus de champignon. The same effort goes into the "Lio n'en savait rien" desserts, with creamy banana flambé, vanilla and chocolate mousses, strawberry cream... An interesting cellar, and a kemia menu for the evening.