We breezed into L'Hovercraft on a fairly miserable, rainy Tuesday evening a few weeks back. Easy parking just around the corner and a reasonable greeting saw us sitting on the heated and enclosed 'terrace' at the front of the building. It's a basic place propelled along by Gallic laissez-faire attention.
Hands washed and with a 'biere a la pression' already on the go, we chose calamari and moules frites, french onion soup and steak frites - washed down by a carafe of palatable muscadet. Good service reflected a quiet evening; the food was served promptly and although we waited between courses, the waiters put up with our Franglais and we had no complaints. The moules could have fed two, defeating my son who can always eat for two!
The evening livened up when a score or so of locals drifted in during our meal to sit where they could and watch the footy (Paris Saint-Germain in the Champions League). No hooligans there as they sat eating their pizzas, moules, frites, coffees, beers and cokes. Civilised passion and a good atmosphere.
No puds, and a reasonable l'addition and so we'll mark it it down for future visits. Hoverlloyd and Seaspeed sunk without trace about 12 years ago. I'm glad this Hovercraft is still around.