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As some of us have had to learn the hard way, a crepe lacking sufficient filling leaves something to be desired. Avoid putting yourself in that position with a trip to Foolish Craig’s, the land of crepe abundance.

Their crepes can be enjoyed with or without an accompanying mimosa, but since my visit coincided with crack whore Friday, I had to indulge. Those who observe this weekly holiday-of-sorts traditionally don messy hair and day-old makeup and often incorporate the old customs of a slight headache and general uncleanliness. All are results of the previous Thursday night out.

Mimosa

The bubbly orange drink did its job, tastily and effectively preparing my unsettled stomach for the crepe to come.

“Breast O’ Pesto” Crepe

Now that’s a crepe.

The thin, buttery cousin of the pancake could barely contain all the chicken, sun-dried tomatoes, and artichoke hearts stuffed in its center. Everything came doused in pesto, which added flavor and prevented the crepe from tasting too dry. Filling was anything but scarce, and I ended up taking about half of my breakfast home. The lesson here is that although crepe stands on the hill have tried to convince us that skinny crepes are normal, it doesn’t have to be that way.

Sure, a Foolish Craig’s crepe will feel like a gross excess compared to the meager offerings elsewhere, but you might as well treat yourself to the extravagancy of a well-stuffed crepe. If the crepe guilt gets to be too much, wait for a commemorative day to indulge. I think you deserve the best every day, though, and the best even comes with a side of potatoes.