Crepe Bar is one of those unassuming cafes you drive by all the time and contemplate visiting, but never have. The exterior is a strip mall without any anchor stores to draw you in. The gas station is there for a quick fill up and reminder that you still have never been to the Crepe Bar. The interior is Spartan with small tables and metal chairs with cushions and high tops with matching metal stools. The cash register is an iPad, and the tip jar is a pint glass. There is also an artful flower arrangement on the counter with birds of paradise, and a cooler with cold drinks off to the side. Some sweet treats beckon customers from the counter. There also appears to be a rack with shirts near the entrance for sale. The menu is also Spartan with a small variety of breakfast, lunch, and desert crepes. There seem to be as many coffee and tea drinks as crepes, although you can also build your own crepe. At lunch time on Friday and the place was busy. I ordered the buffalo chicken. It was good. I'll have to try one of the desert crepes.