Capera J.
Google
Diabolical treatment. My friend, who just came from an x-ray appointment and was already in a desolate mood, had joined my other friend and I for some breakfast before school. We found this place on google maps, and arrived around 9. First mistake. The prices didn't seem too horrid for the quality of the food we saw online, so we ordered and watched our food be made. Second mistake. For the outrageous price of 10 dollars each, we received a waffle no bigger than my palm and a crepe that resembled the ones I received from Dunkin for 6 dollars. Already upset, we said our thank yous and found a seat to 'enjoy' was was supposedly a 'meal'. Third mistake, Should've gotten a refund. The moment the crepes and waffles entered our mouths, every mistake we'd ever made flashed through our minds, and to our despair, still didn't compare to the mistake me made ordering from this place. The waffles were not only small but as plain as a Southern white girl's playlist, and the crepes had less nutella than my lipgloss tube. As I'm typing this, my crepe is staring back at me, almost as if it is apologizing. We will NOT be coming back any time soon.
