Within this tiny, tiny hole in the wall resides the Crepe Nazi. As is
stated in the "owners’ declaration!" [sic], he is indeed "very
notorious." One needs to follow a litany of rules (such as "don’t step
in until you are ready") before getting a crepe with a personality of
its own. Savory options are named after legendary actors, the sweet for
actresses. Is it worth the abuse? A lot of people seem to think so. And
we thought the French had attitude.
