The brothers in question are the two large rocks which loom over this small hotel-restaurant; it stands on a little square in the unspoiled village of Roquebrune with a terrace that looks down over a tumble of villas and exotic gardens to the sea far below and, in the distance, the ghastliness of Monte Carlo.
Willem Bonestroo has a passion for large motorbikes, but that doesn’t stop him running Les Deux Freres with infectious enthusiasm. The whitewashed building used to be a schoolhouse until 1965, and he has kept things refreshingly simple. The ground floor is mostly occupied by the bar-restaurant, a rustic room filled with tall plants, gorgeous fresh flowers and interesting modern art.
Our inspector was most impressed with the food; Provencal and French cooking with a twist – the gambas were marinated in ginger and served with orange peel. The quirky bedrooms are simple but full of tongue-in-cheek humour. Some are named after the interesting paintings that adorn their walls, from frogs to chickens and an owl; others are named after their views; while the tiny, white Bridal Room has a canopied bed and romantic views.