Monthly Archives: October 2015

Z Plage – Cannes, France


I remember being excited about my first 100 Twitter followers. Now creeping slightly over 1,000, I get excited when I have some legit conversations (via tweets) and the occasional shout-out. PeanutPimpMama began blogging in 2012 and has had to explore avenues of exposing the “PPM brand”. Twitter has been most successful bringing in PPM’s very first invites for reviews and some blog-love.  It served as a useful tool when I started gathering info. for my Riviera trip this past summer. I searched hashtags high and low and googled my little heart out for new and exciting experiences.

The iconic Hotel Martinez (located on the Promenade de la Croisette) was one of the places that came up as a historical must-see in Cannes. Evidently back in the 20’s (PPM’s favorite decade) it was purchased by Emmanuel Martinez (Italian 20 year old famous hotelier) who’s idea was to construct the largest art-deco (also a favorite period of design for PPM) structure on the French Riviera. He succeeded in 14 months and the hotel proceeded to host many famous people over the years.

The Martinez was incredibly responsive with their tweets but whoever is handling their PR is slightly misinforming. tisk tisk** (Shame on you Hyatt!) Initially lured in by their pier, I was told these blue seats were sat on a first-come first-served basis (or otherwise free). As it turned out, those seats were only for hotel guests (not up for rental) and my intentions of not staying there were made perfectly clear since I was just passing through town. What looked VIP was indeed VIP, and all of the tweets I shared with Hotel Martinez had me set up for great disappointment.

The day I arrived at Martinez I was curious to see what all the hype was about. I went for a gander inside and finally out to the “stunning” pool. Their website makes it look like a heavenly-oasis only to find out it’s a glorified puddle with surrounding loungers. Who needs that when you have the sea? Homegirl aint’ got time for that.
After the bad lounger-news, I settled at the Zbar overlooking Zplage which happens to be the largest private beach in Cannes. My then travel buddy and I were presented with a menu of cocktails and wines we had recently been educated on thanks to La Nuit en Rosé. I decided to sip a frosty beverage instead as we knocked one back and devised a plan. (Pictured Above: Feelgood Colada-Rhum blanc, rhum brun, ananas, banane, jus de mangue and coco)-You just can’t turn down a drink named “Feelgood Colada”, n’est-ce pas? Even without an umbrella or hammock (any stressful elements combined) this cocktail brought me a brief moment of zen, a true calm in the storm. Besides, how can one be miserable on the French Riviera anyway? It’s just NOT REAL! ZPlage- resto has a really nice food menu as well, but we devoured a bowl of nuts, (gratuit). #magiccocktail #zen #peacemaker

It wasn’t until the second glass of pink stuff that we decided to surrender to the beach lady at ZPlage who haggled us at the entrance for ALL-THE-EUROS. So the loungers might be a million euros to rent but that’s why we were there in the first place, n’est-ce pas? Their system was fascinating as we watched the position of the sun change that afternoon. If you get there early you’re looking at spending the full 120.00 (#obvs). Catch them in the afternoon and you’re charged half the fee with some negotiation over the first row vs. second row in from the water (for 85 euros). The second row back seems like a good idea until the sun sets and you find yourself squiggling around trying to catch some rays while regretting your second-class decisions. I became jealous of the first-rowers. They have this system down. It’s all business here at the Hotel Martinez.

Eventually everyone left the plage and the DJ started playing the most perfect beats for sundown. In spite of the clear miscommunication, I loved every second of my experience at Zplage and bar. I miss my tan and summer…Good things always happen in the summertime.


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“Personally, I’d be perfectly happy to just call it a day and fuck off to the nearest hammock and a frosty boat drink with an umbrella in it. “- Anthony Bourdain 

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Neptune Plage – Nice, France

PeanutPimpMama1-300x300I woke up on the most perfect day of Riviera weather and knew I had to sit across the street at Neptune Plage. It had been quite the late-one the night before so I wasn’t really hungry. I knew that a nice strong coffee was certainly a must. I was able to recruit one flatmate to join for a petit déjeuner avec moi. Ah the magical order of two espressos and a citron pressé with an omelette fromage en partage. Eating that while gazing into the hypnotizing blue Mediterranean… I can still feel the warm sun seeping through the umbrellas as I sat with my cell phone snapping away pictures, instagramming and texting my loves (old and new) about my adventures.


Our smoothe little espressos were accompanied by tiny little biscuits. Between that and my do-it-yourself lemonade there was enough sugar to last a month. Gosh how I <3 those refined sugars.


We sipped away and perused the menu which offers a wide array of foods starting with hearty breakfast formules for petit dejeuner and some “American Burger Snacks” as well as salads. There are also meat and fish entrees for really hungry people who obviously don’t care about beach-bloat. Lastly, a café would not be complete without a list of cocktails and ornate desserts. They’ve got that covered too. The place isn’t dirt cheap as most smaller plates range from 10-20 euros and up to 25 for larger meals. However one could never put a price on the live entertainment automatically included.


I knew some eggs could only help the immediate situation and allow us to enjoy the table without feeling completely awkward. Last time I was able to enjoy a beach café here would have been back in 2008 with my cousin Erika. (Pictured Above). The Riviera was never the same after that trip.


There was no instagramming back then, just the writing of good-old-fashioned-post-cards of which I’m still a huge fan. #Ilovesnailmail

11800393_10153250508553509_678182602669137235_n(Pictured Above: L’Omelette Fromage-The cheese omelette.) It’s exactly what the menu says verbatim. You don’t need to know what kind of cheese is inside so don’t ask. What you don’t understand is that it’s not really important to know what kind of cheese is inside this omelette. It’s not like you are going to modify the selection or dare to inquire about options because it will be good just the way it is served, bien sur! Your job is to accept this, eat it and move on with your life.


Can you imagine waking up in this apartment every day?


Adjacent to all of that…


Can life seriously get any better than this view “tho”?


It’s going to take a lot of convincing for me to believe otherwise.


Just look at all of this beauty. #denialthatwinterisuponus #ImissNice #œufssurlaplage


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