Just behind Place Edith Piaf, you'll find a little corner of paradise, slot between two old glass workshops. Au Fond du Jardin is located as cryptically as it sounds. Behind the glowing light of this pizzeria (a small restaurant with old wooden chairs, and a beaten up stone facade) a treat awaits. The passage at the side leads you to a leafy terrace, with multicolour tables, red brick paving, lavender bushes, climbing wisteria, and strings of lights like a village fête. Hey presto, you're in Provence.
You know this place? Well, maybe but that was before. The team has changed, the waiters are attentive, taking their time to laugh while supporting the trays of generous plates. The mojito is everything that it should be: fresh, balanced, not too expensive (€7). Accompanied with a little mixed planche (€6), not bad - especially for the price, but we would have preferred paying a few more euros for better quality products. Next, a vast choice of classic dishes: meat or fish (of the day), pasta, Niçoise salad...we opt for the pizzas (€14). The Parme and Calzone arrive, bubbling hot on stone plates. These are pizzas that your (non-Italian) mother made. It's simple and good, with a thin crust, sprinkled with origano.
The coloured lightbulbs bring a summer charm to the terrace, which when a breeze flutters in, really takes you to the South of France.