A native of the Riviera, Céline Mastrorelli devoted a large part of her professional career to promoting this territory, while cultivating a studious art of good living, music, and hospitality. Céline takes pleasure seriously—and not just any pleasure: the kind that creates connection. First through music, encounters, and travel, then, gradually, through a desire to welcome. A desire so intense that in 2019, she decided to make it her new career.

Around the same time, her encounter with this stone building (which, over a century and a half earlier, had been an inn) revealed, in one and the same movement, both a woman and a house. Neither would depend on the other: their relationship is one of respectful complicity, endlessly renewed gratitude, and daily pleasure. In it, Céline had found her place—a place to channel her passions and welcome passing visitors, friends, artists, creators, and epicureans in an atmosphere where the sweetness of life, music, and the generosity of the table reign.

And what a table. Within these walls, Céline discovered one of the finest ways to create pleasure and connection: cooking. A tireless taster and collector of culinary books, she one fine day matched action to desire and, since then, has never stopped cooking. When Céline isn’t preparing anything for her guests or when a date becomes available, it’s to organize brunches or more refined seasonal dinners with limited seating that the most discerning locals vie for.

For Céline, cooking is never a solitary act. It is a pretext for sharing, an invitation to prepare together, to taste, to comment, to pass on. Reticent about her talents yet endlessly talkative about her dishes, her ingredients, and the richness of her territory, Céline reveals a true signature cuisine, capable of both familial intimacy and the sophistication of a grand house. A cuisine as good and beautiful as a heart, delicate yet firmly rooted in its territory—between the French and Italian Riviera.

At the end of each service, in the lounge or in the kitchen, laughter fills the house which, says Céline, absorbs the good moments. If you’ve never been, you cannot understand. But some of the most down-to-earth visitors, entering the dining room in summer or winter, have testified to this sensation. Upon your arrival, Céline is not alone in welcoming you : there is also the building, which speaks volumes in its silent and elegant warmth. Two of us to welcome you, to see you off, to journey through the seasons and celebrate successes together. It is precisely this beneficent duo that bears the name Maison Mastrorelli.

Henry Dumont