oh, sweet crepes. and pizza too.

You are so innocent sitting there on the menu sweet crepes. I know I see you at every creperie we go to, but somehow, you are overlooked. Darren finally ordered a sweet crepe, and I don’t mean full of fruit with a tiny little dollop of whipped cream on top, I mean a full-on sweet crepe. I’m talking chocolate and banana (above right).

The chocolate sauce was heavenly! When I told our waitress she confessed to us what it was, melted merenda, which is a chocolaty-er version of nutella. Needless to say we bought a jar and brought it home.

For some reason I was more “levelheaded” and had a roma crepe stuffed with tomato and mozzarella. I think that was the last time I was sensible on our trip. In the background you can see our watermelon juice.

I remember it being hard to choose where to eat dinner that night. All the tavernas were bustling; fall was on its way but people wanted to take advantage of the nice weather while they could so the patios were packed full. Spinach and cheese pies with saganaki for our appetizer followed by a margarita pizza.

Probably the best pizza I have ever eaten (full disclosure: my Dad used to work at a pizzeria and until I ate this pizza last year, his was the best, sorry Dad). Just salty cheese and tomato. Why do some people insist on making pizza so complicated with all those toppings? I’m guilty of it too. Our homemade pizzas are often layered with zucchini, chicken, tomatoes, onions, and olives, but from now on I’m going to try and stick with the beauty of the basics.

What’s the best pizza you’ve ever eaten?