Perhaps it was the beautiful setting after a dump of snow turned the gentle track at the top of the ski into Flumet from Praz into a Winter wonderland (see here). Or maybe it was the home-made raspberry liqueur we took to warm us up alongside a coffee (and smuggled Twix) but this place totally charmed the pants off us.
Even before we have had the the chance to sample the food, we can’t wait to return to this little chalet in this pocket of pine forest with it’s nooks and gingham table cloths, nestling at the junction of the Dahu and Bellette pistes.
It’s just what you’d imagine the perfect, unspoilt Alpine piste-stop would be but is hard to find in the big resorts. Great service and inexpensive
