You guys. Crepes with ice cream. It doesn’t get better than that, does it? Thin pancakes, sweet toppings…
Today, I learned that it does. Behold, the cutest confection I’ve ever compulsively crammed into my mouth.
This is a “happy face crepe” from Belly Good Cafe & Crepes (sounds vaguely racist, but I swear that’s the official name) in Japantown. The six-year-old girl in me had never been happier than when I first got my grubby hands on this thing. Its little jaunty expression, oh my goodness, it was almost too cute to eat. But then, I mean, obviously, I ate it. It was delicious. Soft crepe, green tea ice cream, red bean paste, and a little whipped cream for good measure. It was as good as it sounds.
Seriously. I want to go all the time, for every meal. They had savory ones, too, so it’s totally fine. I wonder if they’d make a little creature out of canned tuna for me?