Creperie Saint-Germain – Paris
33, rue Saint-André-des-Arts
Paris , France 75006
(+33) 01 43 54 24 41
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VdV Rating: 3.5
Food: French
PRO: Great crepes, fun little spot
CON: Maybe something, but I’d been drinking too much to notice
We (literally, it’s vacation time and the champagne flows freely and early) stumbled upon this place as we were randomly wandering the streets & alleys of the 5th and 6th Arrondissements. And crepes were defintiely on our hit list during our visit to Paris. So not people to hesitate – at least when it comes to eating & drinking – we dove into this place faster than Frenchman waves a white flag.
Anyhoo, this place is funky, kittens. Pretty wild, like the whole place – seats, tables, the whole kit ‘n kaboodle – was created out of a a mold. No not like bacteria, dumbo. Like a plaster mold.
Christ how do I explain this…hey look for yourself! Am I right or am I right?? Like it’s all made up of one contiguous (or continuous, I dunno) piece of molded material. You’d actually think maybe it’d be a great mexican spot with the orange and turquoise hues but 1) nope b) ‘Great’ and ‘Mexican’ do not belong in the same sentence when you’re talking Paris. With one or two exceptions, which I’ll drone about in the next post or two.
So I’m no Crepe Bitch, but I know what I like. I love Ti Couz and Café Bastille in SF, for instance. And I’ve had my fair share of crepes, both sweet and savory. In France and elsewhere. So there.
We had just eaten somewhere (something tells me that meal won’t make VdV, but I’m sure we enjoyed it) so weren’t super-ravenous. But we’re no sissies and went in for a savory crepe. The Hermine (9.60 Euro), to be exact. With Ham, Emmenthal Cheese, Onions, Lardons (Pork cubes), Mushrooms, Tomatoes, Egg and Salad. Good thing we were stuffed, right? Christ we’re pigs.
No. Wait. I’m a pig. No need dragging the other (lovely) J into my swine-ness.
So I had a visual what this crepe would look like when it arrived. And y’know what? Damn was I wrong.
Christ how do I explain this…hey look for yourself! Am I right or am I right?? (Maybe dumb, but right). Holy crap was this a crepe or some f’d-up French version of a Big Mac avec Oeuf?
I mean, it was almost daunting. Hell, something about France has to be, it may as well be this crepe, am I right? OK, I’ll stop with that. No, not France-bashing bitch, repeating ‘Am I right?’ over and over. Come on!
Well, whatever. There’s abso-f’ing-lutely nothing wrong with the appearance it just surprised me. And me likee surprises. Plus, it Tasted Grrrrreat!! There’s some serious flavors and ingredients goin’ on here. Dang. The Kitchen Sink Crepe, it could be called. But all the flavors went very well together, ya got a little fat from the pork, some excellent melted fromage with slightly salty ham, tender & tasty ‘shrooms, and once you mash the shit out of that egg all over the top of the crepe you get awesome bites each and every time. I did move that salad off to the side though. Nothing against salad, it just went better separate.
So this place is pretty popular, for good reasons. It had a good, fun crowd, our server was very friendly, the service was fast, food was good, prices reasonable. Très bien, Creperie Saint-Germain!
