My passion for the crepes takes its origins in my childhood, when mom was making her delicious crepes with love, knowing her three sons would devour them, but also the old days of our summer holidays in Brittany, birthplace of the crepes, when we would eat galettes every time we could.
Then, at the beginning of my studies in Paris, and after being a waiter in a famous brewery of the Champs-Élysées, I started to work in La Crêperie de Josselin, one of the best crepe place in Paris, where Marie-Thérèse —a woman I consider as my second mother as for my culinary education— taught me and passed me down her know-how, her art and all the