I live on Gabriola Island and don't eat out much. Also, my husband is an excellent cook (who doesn't like going to restaurants) and I have found I have become somewhat spoiled now when it comes to food. I no longer have any interest in fast food, greasy food, etc. Since I was going to be in Vancouver for two nights on my own, I wanted to make the most of my meals out.
I found La Bretagne Creperie while searching the "Dine Here" site looking for Cafe Crepe on Robson, which I had seen a couple years ago in both Vancouver and Toronto but had never tried. I've had crepes in Quimper in Brittany and was looking to reminisce. I decided from the Dine Here reviews of Cafe Crepe to eat at La Bretagne instead, which people made reference to in their reviews. As well, the first evening I passed by Cafe Crepe on Robson and neither the restaurant nor the menu really looked all that appetizing.
I showed up Tuesday evening last week for dinner but La Bretagne Creperie closes Tuesdays at 3:00, so I went somewhere else for dinner that night.
For dinner Wednesday night I had the black forest ham and asparagus with bechamel, au gratin, in a buckwheat galette. It was delicious. The waitress brought me a lovely, tall cold glass of icewater, my preferred beverage when dining alone. I had actually not even asked for a beverage as I'd brought a water bottle filled with ice and water from my hotel as it was fairly warm out and I wanted to walk around the city afterwards. Bread was offered to me, but I declined. I had been concerned that one crepe would not be enough for a meal, but I was stuffed.
I enjoyed my meal so much that the next day I hurried over for lunch. The restaurant was crowded compared to the night before, but I was still in and out in time to get back to my meeting at UBC Robson Square. This time I had the seafood white flour crepe, with white wine sauce, again au gratin. It was even more delicious than my meal the night before! I was seated right by where the chef was making the crepes, which I thoroughly enjoyed, and I craned my neck to watch him do his stuff. Once again I had a lovely unasked-for glass of ice water, and this time I accepted the offer of bread. I would have like to try the peach melba dessert crepe, but I didn't have time and I was so full anyway that it would have been too much to eat.
I would definitely go back to this restaurant.