Before visiting L’Ami Malo, the best crepe we’d ever eaten had been in an atmospheric little café in Cusco, Peru. How can that be, we hear you cry! The humble crepe is one of Northern France’s tastiest treats – a relative stone’s throw away! – and yet London seems to have a complete lack of creperies in the capital. Until now.
We started our evening in Le Moulin, a teeny tiny speakeasy style bar, tucked away at the back of the restaurant. Cider features heavily on the menu, both in the cocktails themselves and with a gorgeous selection of craft bottles from Brittany and Normandy available. Serves are picture perfect – the Francois Sour features apple brandy, red wine which gives it a pink hue, lemon and egg white. It’s a cute little space which we think would work well if you hired it for a private party – complete with crepe canapes of course.
After that we headed down into the cosy basement to begin our Breton feast. You might be thinking that a crepe for starter, main and dessert sounds a bit much but……. you’d be wrong.
The friendly French team have been really clever so you can totally go for the hat trick. Start with a plate or two of their maki-style rolls – cut into sushi-like pieces, they’re ideal for sharing with the table. We adored the smoked salmon with lemon cream cheese, topped with caviar. If you really must have a break from the crepes opt for the goats cheese croquette with thinly sliced beetroot.
We tried a selection of the larger, traditional galettes for our main’s – but the out and out winner was the delicious combination of sausage, leek fondue, jersey royal new potatoes and French mustard. So damn good.
Naturally, classic sweet crêpes are folded with the likes of poached pear, chocolate sauce, apple compote and banana with peanuts – it’s like a pancake day extravaganza.
So now, you don’t have to wait patiently for Shrove Tuesday OR travel all the way to Peru to get your hands on a great crepe. L’Ami Malo are serving them six days a week (they chill on Sunday).