In Panama City’s Casco Viejo, a Taste of Brittany, France
It felt like cutting into a flat marshmallow with the side of a fork, soft yet still a bit firm, but instead of gelatin I was digging into a hot, perfectly crisped buckwheat crepe, its sides carefully folded inwards to shape it like a perfect square. The folded flaps create a rectangle in the middle that, like a looking glass, reveals the thin layer of whipped eggs and bubbly, faintly charred cheddar inside. It’s dusted with pepper, and pocked with small pools of melted butter. Paired with a freshly brewed cup of coffee, it’s breakfast for under $5 in Casco