|In the heart of Brooklyn lies something unique.|
Speaking of crepes, the last time I had a crepe was six years ago in France.
|Throwback Thursday: Paris, France, March, 2009. Hideous red glasses and not a complimentary glass bottle of water.|
|This was one of many vegetarian crepes I had consumed. I ate crepes every single day in Paris-- both savory and sweet.|
Plus, I entered at the tail end of Serge Gainsborough and Jane Birkin's highly sensual song, "J'Taime' Moi Non Plus" (listen at your own risk!). That was a surefire sign that a tantalizing experience-- with food-- awaited. The impressive menu made decision making hard, but I settled on a pizza crepe stuffed with coconut bacon and mushrooms, a chocolaty scone, and almond milk hot chocolate.
|Great thing to note: afternoon tea with a pastry menu! Perfection.|
|Pumpkin rooftop view from across the street.|
|Pizza shaped and pizza scented. Nothing beats that basil aroma.|
|Perfect lunch set up.|
|Almond milk hot chocolate and out of this world scone (not the title but should be).|
|The scone. Soft, and moist with crumbly texture, this sweet dessert cookie, muffin-y treat had a rich, dense chocolate melting on the tongue, tasty shredded coconut, and an interior that had some note of banana flavor.|