Folded in quarters and drizzled with the teeniest amount of chocolate sauce, it was served in a paper plate. I nibbled for a while and threw the rest. That was my first experience of sampling crepe. It was in a food court and it was horrible! Few years later, we took a trip to Bangkok. During our stay there, we used to visit one particular shopping mall quite often. The foot court in that mall had a crepe stall that didn’t fascinate me much but it sure did excite Arvind.