You ever fall in love? Like 'holy shit why the fuck am I smiling all the time' kinda love? Well, to my 1 to 2 crazy readers, this is a confession; I'm going to be with Crepe Bar, for-evs'. (queue Psycho shower scene)
Seriously I think I've attained regular status here. The staff give me the 'heeeey...you're back...again' look when I walk in. Not going to lie, kinda like it (and chiggity-check all them 'check ins'!). You know what they say about creepy, unrequited love though...it's creepy.
Not sure if I stressed this in the original review (or even mentioned it) but get the breakfast burrito. Damn it's fine n' tasty. Also, after you've had their coffee, you may decide to cheat on/break up with your current coffee relationship (Seattle, I'm sorry...but it's over. I love Crepe Bar now. shhhhhh).
And Jesus-H Christ they're serving fresh baked cookies now?; I'm fucked. Should have engagement ring all set for next Thurs (fingers crossed!).
To the naysayers and ass-bags:
If you don't approve of their 'portion size', can't appreciate these peeps love for food or don't like the fucking rad art on their walls, then hit up a different restaurant so I can have your table (their busy as crap lately).