MAY 12th. Tip #4: Fat Boys Have the Best Breakfasts

Most of the people who come to Cannes feel the need to eat. But why spend the military budget of Chad for mediocre food served to you by a rude wait staff? For breakfast, I suggest trolling the halls of the Carlton after the fat fifty-year-old, black-clad, bald, pony-tailed major studio execs have left 90% of their overpriced room service breakfast in the hall for the cleanup crews. On the sliver-plated trays the studio fat cats leave outside their doors, they have usually cavalierly discarded five or six croissants - and experience has taught me that they taste better when they are free.