Crêpe Expectations
Disclaimer: IT’S PRONOUNCED CRAPE, LIKE GRAPE WITH A C. I didn’t know that, and wanted all of you to enjoy my article as well as the clever restaurant name without pronouncing them “creepies”. Through crêpes are an example of a good idea that usually don’t stay good in execution, they can be reborn to be better than the laws of food should allow. This paradigm shift occurs at Crêpe Expectations, tucked in a long strip mall in Las Vegas. Atmosphere: Jam packed. This is the highest density of crêpe enjoyment I have ever seen. Luckily the register is easily reachable without interrupting anyone’s personal enjoyment. From there, a cash-origami register shows that this is no chain restaurant, and that the workers genuinely have fun working here. Or maybe it’s an elaborate Big Food ploy to imitate millennial playfulness. We’ll never know. Anyway. The walls are purple and the menu is fascinatingly new. There is no industrial kitchen visible like in the back of a McDon...