Tuesday, July 1, 2014


Guess what opened in Dripping Springs recently? This!

A darling little cafe called Crepe Crazy. I tried to get my gal pals to go try it with me, but getting them all together in summer is akin to herding cats. So I got hubby to go with me instead.

We started off sharing their Mediterranean crepe, stuffed with yummy things like hummus, feta, roasted peppers, and sundried tomatoes. Yum! And those salad greens next to it? That was no measly garnish. It was dressed with a delicious homemade vinaigrette, and we polished off every last bit of it.

Next we shared this baby, which involved a combination of powdered sugar, cinnamon, and honey. Think French sopapillas!

The name is apropos, for these crepes are indeed crazy -- crazy good! And crazy fresh -- you can watch them cooking each crepe from scratch.

My only regret is that we didn't take more people with us, so that we could have eaten tapas style, taking little tastes of lots of different things. Well, that and the fact that I totally forgot to go back and grab something from their pastel rainbow of little French macarons, to take home for later. Merde!

P.S. An interesting aside is that most of the staff, and even some of the customers that day, were hearing impaired. No problem! They have a great system where you point out what you want on the menu, they punch it into a tablet-gizmo, then have you double check it for accuracy. Plus, it was so peaceful in there, you could actually carry on a conversation with your tablemates. It is, however, giving me the urge to learn a bit of sign-language.

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