A trip to the dog groomer led to a potentially glorious find. On what was a most beautiful Los Angeles day, I stumbled upon something I never knew existed. The trouble with life in this city is that you are constantly driving by something without noticing it. Today I was rewarded for cruising down Santa Monica Blvd in West Hollywood. It looks promising is all I can say; having already eaten I could not manage a taste but I soon will. My only worry is how authentic a culinary experience this will be. I like crepes to contain all the sweet or savory sin that put a smile on my face. If it tastes like cardboard I will soon find out.
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| the joy of anticipation |
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| Huh? |
just the crust 