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I'm 70. Perhaps my memory betrays me, but it seems to me that in early 2008, yes, 14 years ago, a restaurant opened its doors to besançon. Little street, it seems to me, near the market covered by the Fine Arts. I'm greedy and I'm looking for new restaurants. So I was one of the first customers and the discovery was fascinating, unforgettable. I remember the welcome, I remember pum, a good Thai woman jovial and smiling. quickly I discovered his subtle and exquisite cuisine. I then frequented him often, until I left the area. A few weeks ago, I discovered, not without a pinch in the heart, a pum mulhouse. I'm at my three or fourth visit and the alchemy again revealed. I'm so happy, I've found...