The other day I found myself daydreaming a little at my desk, thinking back to one particular day a year and a half ago when Lucio and I were in Paris, and stopped by a traditional (and over-priced) crêpe stand near the Quartier Latin. While the crêpe itself wasn’t necessarily the most delicious I’d ever tasted, I was so proud to finally be showing some of France’s traditional food to Lucio, and despite the cold numbing everything from the tip of our noses to our taste buds, it was such a memorable moment.
That particular day that I had crêpes on the mind, I was going to meet my friend Anneke for dinner. Dutch, fabulous and as travel-obsessed as me, Anneke has quickly become my Arequipa sidekick, and when we get together we usually like to take part in one specific ritual… eat our way around the city, one restaurant at a time. We met over sushi, bonded over Lomo Saltado, and became great friends over lúcuma cake. That day she suggested we go back to one of our old favourites, Crepisimo, a French-Peruvian fusion crêpe restaurant.
Ummmm… let me think…. YES.
With the added advantage of being very reasonably-priced, Crepisimo is definitely one of my favourites. Having had a stressful day and feeling a little homesick for the riverside crêpe stands of Paris, I knew it was the perfect place to go have a catch-up, and talk about our fabulous, experimental and imperfectly crazy expat lives.
Small and cozy, everything from the interior to the crêpe selection is a sublime mixture of French and Peruvian goodness.
I went for a Lomo Saltado crêpe made from “cañihua” flour (a slightly healthier option than the white flour), and oh boy was it an explosion of the senses.
Anneke went for a white-flour crêpe, with Alpaca meat sautéed in creamy Andean butter. A perfect French-Peruvian fusion, and a one-way ticket to foodie heaven.
We washed it all down with a jug of granadina juice, and then turned our minds towards desert…
Yep, being healthy just wasn’t a possible option anymore.
Just look at those bananas sautéed in Peruvian dark chocolate…
Anneke went down the waffle route… and I can’t say I blamed her. Next up on our food-envy route: perfectly baked waffles with lúcuma ice-cream and caramel on top.
I think she was pretty happy with her choice!
Now, where will she and I go and have our next feast… I’m voting for sushi, as Arequipa is home to my favourite sushi restaurant in the entire universe. Let me see if I can convince her….