After dinner with a very dear friend of mine last Friday, we (friend, the Husband, and I) found ourselves at Roule Galette - a delightful little joint that served crepes - both sweet and savoury.
I really liked how this place is set up - it's tucked into a very quiet alley and the staff all speak French - the Husband remarked that it felt like we were in Paris itself (or what we perceive as Paris, as neither of us have been there).
As we were greedy piggies and we WERE after dessert, we ordered a sweet crepe each.
I had the Lucie crepe (ice-cream, almonds, braised apple):- 
The Husband opted for the Anne So (lots of vanilla ice-cream, hot chocolate sauce, flaked almonds):-
As much as we loved the Lucie and Anne-So crepes and would gladly, happily, greedily eat them again, the piece de resistance was, in my opinion, the caramel with salted butter, topped with a scoop of ice-cream.
Gawd, I'm drooling just thinking about it!!
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