I've been craving crepes for quite a while now. There's not many places in the Baltimore area to get them, but I had heard reasonably good things about Crepe Du Jour in Mount Washington.
The restaurant is tiny, seating maybe 30 at maximum capacity. The kitchen is separated from the dining room by a glass window, so you can watch the chefs at work. We called ahead for a table, but when we showed up for our 8:45 reservation there were only 6 or 7 patrons. We chose a table in the corner by the kitchen, after being given a choice of that or one just behind the door, where anyone who entered would have banged our elbows.
Two waiters were at work in the dining room, but we waited about 10 minutes after being seated before being asked for drink orders. I had a glass of drinkable cabernet and Katy stuck with ice water. We also chose a cheese plate appetizer.
The cheese plate consisted of two strips of brie, some thinly sliced swiss, and small mounds each of goat cheese and blue cheese. It came with a basket of very good, crusty french bread. We enjoyed it, but how can you screw up a cheese plate? We were annoyed by the fact that after dropping off the plate our waitress disappeared without bringing us napkins. We had to wait for our entrees to arrive before we were given any, and then we had to request them.
There was a selection of salads and bistro entrees on the menu, but we had come for crepes. Katy chose a chicken, mushroom and tomato crepe with bechamel sauce, while I chose the Provencal, with shrimp, scallops, goat cheese and onion.
Both crepes were light and flavorful, and well stocked with ingredients. However the chicken breast in Katy's crepe was on the dry side. The sauces were very good, although I could not detect any hint of the promised goat cheese.
Dessert was a diappointment. We chose the Crepe Tropicale, marked on the menu as available seasonally, with raspberries, blackberries and a scoop of vanilla ice cream. In spite of the promise of a seasonal treat, the berries arranged around the edge of the crepe were obviously frozen. The crepe itself was as good as the savory choices, and the ice cream delicious (the place next door had a Moxley's sign in the window, and I suspect that ours came from there as well).
My real complaint was the service, which bordered on terrible. Our waitress was unavailable unless delivering something to our table, and gave us nothing unasked. Besides having to request napkins, we had to point out that our water glasses were empty, and at one point Katy was drinking from mine.
Our other complaint was not the restaurant's fault. We were seated next to the family from hell. They complained about the prices, took calls at the table and passed the phone around, and after their meal stood around discussing their need to use the restroom loudly with each other.
In spite of their complaints, I found the prices very reasonable. Our total bill, for glass of wine, appetizer, two savory and one dessert crepe, was $41 before tip.
I would return if the crepe craving hits again, but I'm not putting it on my list of must-dos. The sloppy service and inconsistent food are somewhat balanced by the reasonable prices, and the fact that there aren't many other choices in the area for crepes.