In which our noble hero and heroine venture forth into the Paquis in search of (relatively) cheap eats. And yes, that's the stuff that comes after the colon in the title of this post. Cuz all good titles are constructed thusly.
Anyways...Tonight we ate at La Creperie de Pacquis. And it was pretty good. First, the drinks. We each had the "demi-sec" cider, which was great, and which I think was from the Ciderie Nicol (more on that if we can find it in the local grocery and sample further). Although it did come in a teacup and cost 7 francs.
I had a "lard provencale" and Miss Persnick had a "lard fromage" -- lard being the apt French word for bacon. Both were good. "Provencale" meant herbs de provence and a bit of tomato. But the crepes themselves were the real story -- the right kind of flour, thin, excellent.
For dessert, we split a "crepe citron erable." Neither of us knew what erable meant, so we decided to order it for that reason alone. It was one of the few ingredients that appeared on both the salty and sweet sides of the page. Erable turns out to mean maple. And yes, it does go with cheese, apple, or lemon.
Next up -- the pizza place down the street. But a better result than the last outing, and much cheaper.
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