A corset hides part of his bust. Guillaume has been out of work for several weeks after an accident. But when you look at him among his family, you can tell that something is missing. That little something that makes his eyes shine: cooking, the power of the chef. Because Guillaume is not a chef like the others. He is a multi-talented artist. He was a hairdresser and welder before opening his restaurant in his grandparents’ old farm.
You have to follow the boy in his wanderings to understand. As a child, this is where he spent a lot of time. On the farm. “There were always people, wine on the table, grandmother in the kitchen.” Guillaume has decided to maintain this nostalgia. Ô Saule opened 4 years ago, it will be a place of sharing, a place where people talk from one table to another, even if they don’t know each other. A place where the show will be as much on the plate, as in the dining room, or in the kitchen. Guillaume wants life, social ties.
If there is one thing you must understand if you pass through the south of Sarthe, through Thoiré-sur-Dinan at the place called Vaux Thierry, it is that you will have to open yourself to mixtures of flavors. (Before being trained by the Marx school in Paris, Guillaume was initiated by a Japanese chef from Tours). You will have to accept that there is no menu. 5 dishes, 5 discoveries. The wine will never be by the glass. “It’s by the bottle. If you don’t finish it, you can take it away. If you leave it, we’ll finish it with the last customers.” You will also have to accept the 20-minute break in the middle of the meal, the time it takes Guillaume to finalize his dish and serve it to you. Oh yes, because we forgot to tell you: Guillaume cooks, serves, he does everything. Advice for these 20 minutes: Take the time to visit the entire room, the courtyard of the farm. There is a sublime willow, a giant bottle tree, doors scattered here and there. Go to Ô Saule, it’s a journey from the entrance gate. Ducks provide the welcome. It seems that Guillaume sometimes has the extravagance of welcoming you in a kilt.
For further details: Oh Willow here.
