While I was in Paris, I actually went on a date with someone. The most ridiculous meet-cute you’d ever hear (waiting in line to buy fruit on Rue Cler, someone began chatting with me and he offered to show me around the next day; it turned out he’s a former chef under one of the rare MOF… I don’t know how these things happen to me, but it was cute!), so we met up the next day after I visited Notre Dame and we started with lunch at a random cute cafe nearby. Especially when he explained that this type of food is his regional specialty…
Time to share a little bit more about me: I don’t like crepes. I really dislike pancakes about 90% of the time, and I always want crepes to be crispier counterparts to pancakes, and they just never are. I received a lot of recommendations to have crepes in Paris and I just smiled politely and demurred. But when someone has offered to show you around and seems excited to have you sample crepes from his region of origin… you just do it.
And I’m glad I did.
My new friend laughed at me for ordering coffee, but as I explained – I hadn’t had anything to eat that morning yet, and I wanted caffeine, PLUS I love coffee in Europe. It just feels and tastes right with no other addition. He ordered cider, saying that was traditional to have with crepes. I let him choose which crepes…
I didn’t take a picture of his crepes, but mine were actually gizzards, I believe. I didn’t expect to like them so much – it tasted very meaty, slightly fattier, but there was no funky taste of which to speak. The crepe itself was also very tasty, crisp, buckwheat, and just super tasty. I was into it, quite a bit! I would totally eat that again.
We also ordered a salad, because I like vegetables, but I was too full to eat more than just a little bit of this. Our service was awful – our server routinely ignored us, and lunch took well over 2 hours. By the end, I was antsy and trying to get up and leave, but my friend told me to relax and that this is just the pace of Paris. You linger. I’m sorry, I’m fine with lingering sometimes, but in this case it was really uncomfortable to sit for 2+ hours for some crepes… I just… it’s too long! Lunch should not take 2 hours on a regular basis!
In any case, despite the poor service, I thoroughly enjoyed our meal and sitting outside – there’s a fountain and a lot of funky artwork in the fountain – was a lovely experience.
Merci, mon nouvel ami, pour la dejeuner!
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