Crepino Stand

The streets of Prague. The very rainy streets of Prague (so rainy that they day we left, the city was enduring lots of flooding & everyone was stuck there- no trains, planes, etc. We made it out just in time).

I do not have much to say about my crepe stand experience other than that it was great. A little touristy, in my opinion, however I am an advocate of the crepe so I gave in. I got a crepe filled with blueberry preserves, or something of the sort. The lady pours the crepe batter freshly in front of you. You watch her make the it. And voila. A delicious crepe that not even the rain could ruin.


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Who  –  With my mother
What  –  Chocolatier. But also a restaurant with French Canadian (Quebec) influenced cuisine
Where  –  Louisville, KY (Westport village)
When  –  Post noon of my birthday, since I slept until noon
Why  –  Birthday lunch! Why here? Because I have been seeing the most delicious looking pictures of food from this intriguing place called Ghyslain from several people over the past year or so via instagram. I first saw a post of their hummus plate. After that I was on a mission to find the place they call – Ghyslain.


Stream of Consciousness:
Naturally lit space with large windows. None of the harsh lighting that I detest. Ladies on lunch dates scattered about. An open space dining area. Walk in and right up to the counter to order, though it took me a minute to figure that out, since there was no line. Serve yourself glass water pitcher- brilliant and elegant. The Sonic baby cube-ice that I adore. Sit where you please. Fancy salt dish on the table with a dish of 3 fancy different salts (although the salt looked the opposite of fresh to me…) as well as nice olive oils.

An underwhelmingly average order of espresso for me. For mum, the french press hazelnut coffee. Her coffee was significantly better than my espresso, but we shared it anyways so, no matter.

The entire menu is so perfect. Everything sounded amazing, even the meat dishes (I’m a veg). In the end, I had the crepe mistral, a luscious dish involving artichokes, tomatoes, feta, spinach, and what is in my humble opinion, the mother of all mother sauces, béchamel sauce. I honestly don’t know why anyone wouldn’t like this dish. I ordered this crepe and got a “tomato stack” as my side (one of several equally appealing options) which sounds rugged and very much Kentucky-esque. But this thing was regal. I mean thick and beautiful, very in tact tomatoes alternately stacked between slabs of fresh mozzarella with basil and a vinaigrette drizzle. I could have eaten just this tomato stack for lunch and fallen in love with Ghyslain. In case you aren’t picking up on it, am a huge fan of this place and everything about it.

Mum ordered the chicken pot pie & the mac and cheese. I am honestly saying this right now, sans sarcasm or drama, that the mac and cheese I tasted here on this day is the most savory, perfect, well executed dish of mac and cheese that I’ve encountered to date. The chicken pot pie, I am sure was a delight, but I don’t eat meat so that was of no interest to me. I will say that the crust looked nice on it though. It made me wonder if I should have ordered their vegetarian pot pie option, but once I tasted my crepe, I didn’t give it another thought.


My rating: 9/10
I am in love. I take points off for their espresso game. The lady at the counter was also unpleasant, but I understand how people can be (including myself), and I don’t think that is a direct reflection on the restaurant. And it certainly did not ruin my experience. Their strong points? Pretty much anything food related. It was all delicious, and nicely presented. Bravo, Ghyslain.