I don’t like to write negative reviews. It’s uncomfortable for me and – no doubt – distressing for the subject. I’d like to live in a world where we all can just get along.
But I have to admit to being very disappointed by the La Galette Creperie truck.
La Galette Creperie is actually a brick-and-mortar crepe shop in San Clemente, CA. According to this lovely SquidInk piece, the truck is an off-shoot of the cafe, serving the same kinds of “mostly organic and local ingredients” as the San Clemente spot. I love this! I love that it’s a family endeavor! And I love crepes!
The crepes we had, however, were not good. There just isn’t any way around it. We ordered a barbeque chicken crepe (maple barbeque chicken, caramelized onions, cilantro and cheddar cheese) (below) , a caprese crepe (fresh mozzarella, Roma tomatoes, fresh basil, Dijon balsamic dressing), and the “fresh strawberries and cream” crepe. That’s a lot of crepe for two people! And both of us walked away hungry and disappointed.
To start, the crepes themselves, those delicate egg/flour/milk pancakes cooked on a circular hot plate and traditionally filled with either sweet or savoring stuffings, were completely cold. Usually golden in color with curling, crisp edges, these crepes were a uniform beige – and spongy. The fillings inside – barbeque chicken, and tomato and cheese, respectively – really just…were. The chicken was average and the tomatoes were the standard, mealy, hothouse special found in grocery stores all across America (not the red, luscious Romas promised on the menu). The cheese was cheese.
The dessert crepe would’ve been a dream come true…if I were celebrating my ninth birthday… The strawberry-filled pancake was gasping for air from underneath enormous layers of whipped cream and a smattering of…rainbow sprinkles.
Like the savory crepes, the sweet version was also completely cold, so there was none of the sensory satisfaction of experiencing warm and cool and sweet and a little savory all in one bite. For the amount of whipped cream pillowed ontop of the pancake, there really was nothing left upon mouth entry, because the cream was so pumped full of nothingness that it immediately dissolved into barely-there-cream-flavored air. We took a few bites and ended up pushing the rest around the styrofoam container as the cream thinned to sticky sauce and the uncomfortable-seeming and now-nearly-naked pancake quietly begged to be put out of its misery of mediocrity.
Les Galette Creperies (both the cafe and the food truck) are much-beloved on Yelp! The glowing reviews speak of warmth and comfort served daily, with steaming cups of coffee and giant heaps of love. It could be that we tried the truck on a bad day. A very, very, very bad day…
If you’ve had a different experience, please share your thoughts! I’m willing to try the truck again! – Probably.