AMB Cote d'Azur

Saturday
Feb 11th
Text size
  • Increase font size
  • Default font size
  • Decrease font size
Home Cap Ferrat à Pied?

Cap Ferrat à Pied? - Page 3

E-mail Print PDF
Article Index
Cap Ferrat à Pied?
Baie des Fourmis
The Ephrussi Palace
Getting there
All Pages

The Ephrussi Palace
If the Cap is an ear-ring, its jewel is without doubt the Ephrussi Palace - or, to give it its full name, the Ephrussi de Rothschild Villa and Gardens.

Built for the Baroness Beatrice Ephrussi, daughter of multi-millionaire banker Baron de Rothschild during the Belle Epoque, it is now a museum housing the Baroness's art collection, but it still has the feel of a residence. And if the architecture is a jumble of Italian Renaissance, Gothic, and Romanesque, the end result is harmony.

Note from the editor:
After receiving Ted Jones' piece about Cap Ferrat, Nigel and I couldn't resist doing the walk ourselves a few days later. This is a delightful walk, made more so by the beautiful views across the bays and surrounding lush aromatic mediterreanen flora. As a byline - the Ephrussi Palace only has 60 parking spaces so, if you are going by car, you may want to avoid visiting this incredible place during the very height of the tourist season.

Inside, overlooked by a gallery, supported by pillars of pink Verona marble, is a covered patio from which lead off six opulently-furnished rooms - one of them a Salon de Thé - containing such treasures as Gobelins tapestries, eighteenth-century paintings and Sèvres porcelain.

From its 4 hectare (10-acre) perch astride the narrowest part of the Cap, with the blue Mediterranean lapping its two shores, the impression of being on the bridge of an ocean liner is so strong that it is no surprise to learn that the Baroness named her folly 'Ile de France' and dressed up her 34 gardeners in sailor suits.

The gardens they created are a horticultural and architectural world tour, its seven contrasting themes ranging from formal French and sculptured Japanese to marble Florentine loggias, Moorish grottos and the informal aloes and olive trees of Provence. (The Provençal section owes its authenticity to the fact that the Baroness ran out of money, so had to leave it as it was.)



Last Updated ( Monday, 02 June 2008 15:24 )  

Video: Robert V. Camuto

Latest Book Reviews by Martin Hills

 

Corkscrewed by Robert V. Camuto

Adventures in the new French wine country

 

Julia Child: My Life in France

If, like me until recently, you had never knowingly heard of Julia Child, it will help to understand that she was, so to speak, America’s answer to Elizabeth David.  It was she who, after the second world war, introduced the dishes and techniques of French cooking to, principally, her countrywomen.  I had been aware of, but never read, her encyclopaedic work Mastering the Art of French Cooking, but could not have told you who had written it (or even that it was an American book).  In fact, Julia Child later parted company from Elizabeth David: while David went on to explore the cuisines of Italy and other Mediterranean countries, Child stuck to that of France but developed her teaching skills into pioneering television cookery programmes decades before they came to clog up our TV channels on a daily basis.

 

Sarah's Midnight Anthology

A year ago I introduced readers of this website to an old friend, Sarah Nock, who had written an insightful  –  and surprisingly funny  –  account of what it is like to suffer from Parkinson’s disease.  (My review of Ponderings on Parkinson’s is still on-site.)  Now she has published another book of a quite different kind: an anthology of verse, but one with a difference.

Enjoy our site?