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Creped Out

21 Jul

Back from my lunch at ‘The Creperi.’  Almost went for the breakfast crepe of  ham, feta, olives, tomatoes, and greens dressed with Greek dressing. Then, did what I accuse my hubby of always doing: stuck with my tried-and-true: Salmon Crepe, as I described previously. (I’m assuming you read my previous post.) My friend, a first-time visitor, had the “Greek crepe,” which consisted of greens w/Greek dressing, feta, tomatoes and black olives.

We each got a dessert crepe. Yes, I stuck with my tried-and-true and had the raspberry and Nutella crepe. Friend, who doesn’t care much for chocolate (and she’s a she) had the equally tasty almonds, cinnamon, raisins, and butter crepe.

We spent the next two hours feebishly attacking various local and world problems; and I have to admit, crepes seem to lower the frustration meter that inevitably comes with solving global inequities.

I’m sorry to report: the world continues to operate much as it had two hours prior to our crepe fest, but there are now several happier crepe-eating  patrons roaming about the streets of Charleston, WV. I don’t know about you, but that bit of knowledge gives me renewed hope for a better day.

Crepes. Changing the world one patron at a time.

P.S.  My two boys weren’t much about improving the world as they were about getting their take-out cheeseburgers I had bribed, uh, offered them for “allowing” myself a relatively guilt-free lunch out with a friend. I figured I’d be out for an hour, ninety minutes–tops. Guess, I needed it more than I had realized.

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