La Creperie de Hampstead
77 Hampstead High Street
NW7 1RE
Date of Last Visit: Sunday, 24th of January, 2009
The Victim: Me
The Damage: Less than £5
The Background: Julie and I have just been to California Nails to, well, have our nails done. This place fascinates me because it is ALWAYS full of Americans. I know a lot of Americans live in Hampstead, but surely, there are more British women in Hampstead than American women. Apparently, British women don't believe in getting their nails done. Or maybe they're just boycotting California Nails for some reason.
I try to convince Julie to come with me for a crepe, but she gets lost is some sort of celebrity gossip mag (a rotten excuse if I've ever heard one) and misses our post-manicure rendezvous.
The Entrance: There's a big queue for Le Creperie de Hampstead. (Hereafter known as "The Crepe Cart.") I must have waited at least 15 minutes. When I finally get up to the front of the queue, one of the most unpleasant women of all time takes my order. She must have been having a REALLY bad day. My favorite was when an American dude behind me somewhere in line asked to no one in particular "What does savoury mean?" (We don't use "savoury"so much in the States. Maybe among foodies. But not really otherwise.) The woman at the counter yelled, kinda snottily if you ask me, "WHAT'S SAVOURY? IT'S THE OPPOSITE OF SWEET." I know that means so much sense to a British person, but it really wouldn't have made sense to me five years ago.
The being said, this woman is a WORKHORSE. She is making crepes like there is no tomorrow. She's got an amazing system going. One of these days, I need to go back and take a video. It was that amazing.
The Food: I go for a ham, mushroom, and cheese crepe with tarragon sauce. It takes ages to prepare. One sweet crepe after another goes past me, while I'm still waiting for my ham and cheese. But finally, it arrives…
And it is one of the most delicious things I have ever eaten.
Really. The crepe is nicely toasted all around the edges. It isn't floppy. The tarragon sauce is wonderful. The only thing that could have been better were the mushrooms. They may have been tinned. Honestly, with some fresh button mushrooms, I would have died and gone to heaven. Now I understand the queues.
The Verdict: I will go back here many times. Many.
4 comments
The crepe looks great. Perfect thing for a cold day as well. I think British women/ Austraian women are more low maintenance than American women. I am not saying that low maintenance is a good thing. My nails are something I really should address. I talways feels so much better when you have nice nails!
Oh yum, I have to hunt this place down. Looks amazing. xx
I’ve never been to a nail bar – I can’t understand spending money on my nails when I can easily break them or hide them away!
Just in case you didn’t know, there’s a creperie very close to the South Kensington tube station. Same company, sit down restaurant.
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