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First Foodie review. La Creme de la Crepe, Beverly Hills, CA

Sometimes it is the little, unassuming places that have the most amazing food.  While driving down Olympic, heading towards one of my favorite Thai restaurants, I spotted a 'Restaurant and Creperie'.  The restaurant is quaint and serene, with a sweet French feel to it.   Sis Laura loves crepes, so I figured what the heck and we decided to have 'Authentic French Cuisine".  Our waiter, Francois, was very attentive and friendly, but that was just the start to a delightful dinner that not only tickled my tastebuds, but made my tummy smile too.

Now, I am not a normal foodie, I couldn't tell you how you make the dishes, but I can tell you that it was one of the most delightful meals I have had in a very long time.  I decided to go 'restaurant' with my menu choice and chose the beef bourguinon, coupled with the Hob Nob Pinot Noir.  My first bite made my eyes instinctively close with its savory taste from the rich flavored wine sauce.  Each bite practically melted in my mouth.

Sis Laura decided to go "creperie", which is one of the reasons we detoured from our original destination and went to Creme de la Crepe.  Laura had the Farmer's Crepe which included, spinach, goat cheese, tomatoes and asparagus.  It also had walnuts, but Sis Laura opted out on the nuts.  I took a bite of her crepe and I tell you, I asked for another.  It was not only delicious as well, but my sister, who can be picky about her crepes, loved it too and enjoyed every last morsel.

The crepes are nicely sized and my beef bourguinon was a portion just large enough to leave me content, but not full and wanting to crawl out of the door in a food coma.  It was perfect.  Sis Laura's crepe left her full, which should tell you how large it was.

Since I still had a little room left and my sister can't deny herself a good dessert, or a crepe, I opted for the Lola Rose crepe. Filled with banana's and melted chocolate and topped with almonds, chocolate sauce and powdered sugar, this delectable treat did not only receive Francois' thumbs up, but he kept coming by to see how much we liked it. Apparently the Lola Rose is a favorite at this restaurant.  The dish, finished off with a dollop of whipped cream and a scoop of French Vanilla ice cream, was so delicious I would recommend this place if you are just in the neighborhood for dessert.

Long story short, Sis Laura and I have decided that we want to be regulars at this place and will definitely be going back soon.  Located at the corner of Doheny and Olympic, perhaps you should go and try it too.  I stepped out of my comfort zone and was treated with one of the best dinners in a long time.    
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