I don't make a practice out of hanging out in the family-ish parts of Brooklyn (or any city for that matter), but I'd forgotten my bag at work Friday night since I was in such a hurry to leave. Saturday I had to go back for it, and since I was in a real car instead of my usual subway car, I thought it'd be fun to see neighborhoods I never see. This brought me to Cobble Hill, Carroll Gardens and The Crepe Factory.
I'd really been dying for a crepe for ages, so this was a golden opportunity. I really should've gotten a sweet one, but since this would be my first meal of the day at 4pm, I opted for a savory ham and gruyere delight. It hit the spot, and then some. It was a bit excessive and I can be a big eater. Not that I'm complaining about large portions. Actually, my only complaint would be the table of completely ill-behaved, ruckus-making, precocious little kids with the oblivious liberal mom. But, I guess it was my own fault for spending a Sat. afternoon in Carroll Gardens, right?
The Crepe Factory * 270 Smith St., Brooklyn, NY
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