The French restaurant turned out to be really nice, if a tad surreal. The owner was from Dundee, and spoke accordingly, but felt obliged to say things like "Merci, Monsieur" and "Bon Appetit" when he took your order or served your meal. I had guinea fowl stuffed with garlic mousse which may or may not be authentic French cuisine but it was pretty damn good. As I was footing the bill, I tried not scream when several of the company ordered sweet, but, apart from that, it was highly enjoyable.