For Sunday brunch, David and I decided to try a new place that opened up in our neck of the woods called Crepe Escape. We were hoping for a sit-down restaurant with waiters and water bringers and such, but no, it wasn’t that kind of place.

In fact, it was Crepeville dressed up with a new name and fresh splatter paint instead. I’m not a fan of Crepeville, having had numerous bad-food experiences there to make me realize there are much better places to have crepes, but this wasn’t Crepeville, it was Crepe Escape. See the difference?

Anyway - artistically and aesthetically, the place gets high marks. The texturing on the walls is a pleasing burnt auburn colour, and they have intricate tree art that comes up the wall, out of the wall into a 3 dimensional tree then back into the wall as 2D art. Very slick and you can tell it took a while.

And that’s where the enjoyment ended. For months they worked on this place - we watched them building the facade, the outdoor patio, doing the paint texturizing, etc…and wouldn’t you know it I guess they couldn’t find the time to get a simple credit card machine. That’s right…a hand written sign was taped to the front of the cash register that said:

Cash or checks only. Sorry.

You’re having the same reaction I am right now, right? Checks? Um…CHECKS? Who in their right mind writes checks any more? And who in their right mind stands in line while fifty people in front of them are all writing checks because the place won’t take plastic? Not me, that’s for sure.

Anyway…We had about 5 people in front of us and all of them wrote checks. Absurd. Thankfully I had a $20 in my wallet and we moved ahead. Two crepes, two large house coffees. We sat down at a corner table and waited for our food.

The first problem is that the coffee mugs had no size variation. Whether you ordered large or small - same size cup. When we asked why we paid more, we were told we got free refills. Ok then how do they know who got small which doesn’t get refills and large which does? They don’t. I know this because we never got any refills - and neither did anyone else around us.

Next up, the food. The homestyle potatoes were fine, the crepe was not. David’s was too salty to eat and tasted like it had just been microwaved. Mine was tolerable, but it needed sour cream, so I asked for a side. It never showed up. I waited, and waited, and no sour cream.

We ate half our food then got up to leave. I stopped the manager on our way out and told him we would not be back. I provided specific examples of our food being yucky, no coffee refills, never got the sour cream, and they don’t take plastic. We walked out the door never to return.

If you’re in Sacramento and you want good crepes, don’t go anywhere but Danielle’s at Fair Oaks Blvd. and Watt Ave. You’ll never be disappointed.

*Crepe imagery from Wikimedia Commons

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