For four nights in a row Henri Crêperie greeted me with wide open arms as I emerged from the bowels of the Montparnasse-Bienvenüe Metro station. And every night it was difficult for me to pass up getting a late night sugary snack. However one night I succumbed to temptation and purchased a Nutella crêpe. It tasted great, especially after a night of gallivanting around Paris. It really hit the spot. Oh là là. I had originally planned to take it back and eat it in my hotel room. But that was wishing thinking. The thing disappeared from my hands and it was sitting in my stomach after my fifth step.