Crepes Parisiennes – Shadyside Neighborhood
After an exhausting 8 mile Saturday morning run from the Southside Works to Squirrel Hill and back, I got cleaned up and headed out with my wife to Crepes Parisiennes* for some brunch action. We probably go there around once a month because we love the crepes as well as the atmosphere. It’s located on a side street right off of Walnut in Shadyside. Upon arrival you head down a few steps and into its exposed brick/wood paneled corridor which you’ll first notice has limited seating. This can cause some extended waiting during busy periods but you’ll be able to enjoy passing the time checking out the other patrons. This group is typically comprised of hungover college students, girls who look like The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo, and rich old people. There are also various fashion magazines out for perusal adding to the French motif necessary for a credible crepe establishment.
The menu is comprised of a nice selection of both savory and sweet crepes. I always order the Nutella and banana crepe or just Nutella if I feel like I’m getting too much fruit in my diet. Nutella is my most favorite thing in this world next to my wife and when I’m really hungry the gap between them narrows to the slightest of margins. I can’t have a jar of it in the house because I will mainline it every night after work until its gone - which only takes about four days.
My only issue is that despite the crepe being delicious the portion size is more befitting skinny-jeans-wearing-hipster dudes than myself. My wife claims that the savory crepes are more filling but I cannot confirm it because I’ve never had one. Once I was still so hungry after my crepe that I actually had to get a hotdog from a street vendor to completely quell my appetite. I now understand why French people are so skinny. A crepe, even one laden with hazelnut sauce and whipped cream, must be at least a thousand calories less than what you get for breakfast at Pamela’s or Deluca’s.
Final Call: I’m not prone to writing positive hyperbole but Crepes Parisiennes is not just a highlight of Pittsburgh’s Shadyside neighborhood but one of the singular gems of all of Pittsburgh. I highly recommend it for the tasty food as well as the paradoxical chill yet buzzing atmosphere. It somehow manages to give both a French and Pittsburgh experience and is a great way to start your day exploring the Shadyside neighborhood.
* I’m not really sure how to pronounce the name so I just call it “The Crepe Place”. I failed French class in 7th grade and now it’s finally came back to haunt me.