Sometimes, my job requires me to write about restaurants. Usually I leave my camera behind, partly because I feel weird about taking pictures around people who don’t know that I take pictures (especially after I introduce myself as just a writer), and partly because I don’t want to step on the real photographers’ toes and “be all rookie.” But last week, I decided to take my camera along anyway. Sorry, Jen ; )
I had walked past Midtown Creperie several times and new something fun would end up on our table. I have to say, the place was super yummy, and I am no longer a beignet virgin. They serve up the same ones made at Cafe Du Monde in New Orleans. I have to say my favorite thing was the King Cake crepe. Jen picked up the toy baby, so now she owes me lunch : ) .
You can see Jen’s pretty pictures and read my story here.