What can a city news box, an Asian, and France have in common? Definitely not something that just pops in your head, because the answer is crępes! Miss Hoggy had quite an unexpected afternoon and it's at La Petite Cręperie.
Befitting it's name, this little cręperie gives an authentic touch of Paris in the most unexpected places, on a busy side street of Melbourne. Don't belittle this small fellow though. The smell of the crępes coming from this small little booth can draw one from just across the street. And Miss Hoggy isn't exaggerating.
Her exaggeration may be needless, when someone decided to have their crępe flambéed or if they decided to join the long line of people who decided to take their pick at the menu. The menu, which I must add is either homemade or locally sourced. May I suggest the salted caramel? Amazing isn't enough to describe it. It's crępelicious, if that's a word.
Oh yeah, then what does an Asian has to do with this whole unexpected experience? As far as I know, the French authenticity exudes this little establishment, from the red and white checked theme, to the accordion background music and the French accent of the crępe makers. And it just turned out that Miss Hoggy's crępe was made by a Laotian-French, that's all. Like that was expected.