Tasty Crepes

When I think of crepes, I think of nutella. In my life, nothing with nutella has ever tasted anything other than heavenly. I’ve been here twice and enjoyed my nutella/​strawberry crêpe both times, made fresh in front of me. There’s rarely any people inside, so bring a friend.

Veggie lover crêpe– fresh avocado, tomato, mushrooms, olives, cheese & hair.
Deluxe crêpe– mushroom, ham, cheese & hair.
What’s wrong with this picture? Freakin. Gross. Take the extra 15 minutes and go out to carle place where there’s courteous English speaking staff who shall remain hairless :-P

I did not even eat my banana, strawberry, and nutella crêpe that I paid over $ 7 for. Why you ask? Because I refuse to eat a cold crêpe.
Walked in a little before 9pm with a couple of friends. We were all craving something sweet so this seemed to be the perfect stop. My friends and I order our crepes and were asked do you want this to stay or to-​go? I believe crepes should only been eaten piping hot and fresh so of course we said we were staying.
So Mr. Crêpe Man rings up our order, takes our money and starts making the crepes. Midway he stops and asks us «What time is it?» We tell him it is 9pm and he informs us they close at 9pm. Why would a place like this that is surrounded by many other restaurants and a busy neighborhood close at 9pm on a Friday night?!
But we assume since we ordered before 9pm and stated we wanted our crepes to stay that we could still eat there quickly and be on our way. Mr. Crêpe Man still has to serve a few other customers behind us anyway right? Wrong. Mr. Crêpe Man took it upon himself to put our piping hot crepes in a to-​go container. Excuse me?! I must be seeing things. Was I asked if this was ok? I understand you want to close up the shop and rush to whatever exciting Friday night party you got going on but really?! When he hands me a boxed up crêpe I just look at him. I have a 30 min. drive to my apt. in Astoria and find parking before I will get a chance to eat this.
Instances like this just turn me off.
Needless to say by the time I got home my crêpe was cold. I couldn’t bring myself to nuke this so-​called tasty crêpe. So there it sat. $ 7 down the drain.
Later on in the night my friend nuked that thing and ate it. I was told it was good. But was it really good coming out of the microwave (microwaved bananas and strawberries really?!) or was it the bottle of alcohol that we had just consumed talking? I vote for the drunken munchies. Needless to say I will not be wasting my $$ here again.