Indulge me a bit, will you? I wait all year for the tiny crepe stand on the Asbury Park boardwalk to open, and I always eat my inaugural crepe on Memorial Day weekend. The four kids working behind the counter at this place have about as much space as Trader Joe’s allows between cash registers, yet they duck and move between the six hot plates with impressive efficiency. Which is good, because the crowd I was standing in was hungry, as the sun-soaked tend to be.
This year my sister, who loves to say the crepes made here at this little tin shack are better than those she had in Paris, got the cannoli crepe. It comes with cannoli cream and little chocolate chips. Her friend got a S’mores crepe, with ground Graham crackers, baby marshmallows, and a squiggle of chocolate syrup.
I get what I always get: the Elvis Presley, containing Nutella, sliced bananas, and crumbled Reese’s peanut butter cups—everything but the barbiturates, as I told my friends. (Since you were wondering, there is a Priscilla, which has all of the Elvis ingredients plus vanilla ice cream and whipped cream. Elvis could have put away the latter and then ordered in country-style ribs for dessert, so I’d switch the names of the crepes, myself. But I can still eat in peace.)
Getting crepes over Memorial Day afternoon, standing in the late-day sunshine in the middle of a crowded boardwalk, cooing over them and feasting on their gooshy warmth with plastic forks—it’s a very simple, very communal, and intensely satisfying experience. I don’t eat like this normally. It’s almost dizzying, actually, the degree to which this luxury tops the scales of my brain and taste buds. And full disclosure, I saved half and it’s in my fridge. Really cold, it’s good, too. A treat worth the wait once more…at least until tomorrow morning.
Wow! Sounds very delicious !!!!
Ill take banana, Nutella vanilla ice cream and strawberries on top. Yummy😊
Hi L–I think they make that! You should go 🙂
Marisa, your writing brought me right there with you. What a pleasure. Sounds like you have a LOVELY day. I think the last time I had crepes was from a vendor not far from the charging bull near the beautiful old post office (check out the ceiling!) near Bowling Green.
Hi Trina–I’m glad 🙂 It really was wonderful and mellow and utterly delicious.
A post office with a tin ceiling? I love those…
Tin? I’m not sure. Murals if I remember correctly.
The building used to be the old US Customs house. Maybe I can find a link online.
Never been to Bowling Green, so I guessed…;)
Manhattan. The post office used to be the US Customs House. Saved from demolition in 1979! I am so thankful, or I would have never seen this beauty. This link also has an interesting video that shows the beauty of the building. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alexander_Hamilton_U.S._Custom_House
Wow–beautiful!!
Oh my goodness Marisa. How delicious they look, and sound, and I’m so hungry right now I could lick the screen. Problem is, the screen needs to be cleaned because of all the dust from the construction, probably filled with asbestos, so it would make the experience less than wonderful.
Hi Angie! Yeah, I wouldn’t recommend licking the screen 😉 Hugs to you.