I've always had amour for Bistrot Pierre, harking back to the days it was Pierre Victoire. Traditional French cuisine, efficient service and pleasing-on-the-eye Parisian surroundings just a stone’s throw from Viccy Centre made it rather charming.
Over the last 28 years I’ve had enough lively birthdays, leaving dos and festive celebrations as well as romantic meals for two to be able to say it ranked highly in my list of recommendations. And the excellent value-for-money prix fixe lunch that had diners queuing out the door into Milton Street was unbeatable.
It was a Nottingham institution, starting here in the city, long before it grew into a chain with restaurants around the country and for me it always seemed to retain the passion and calibre of an independent. Food was of a high standard, no matter whether it was a comforting boeuf bourguignon or the creamiest crème brûlée, and, importantly, it never waivered. The consistency was always there.
