Generous
If it closes easily, we didn't put enough in. Every crepe is filled to the edge and then a bit more.
About
Καλοκαίρι means summer
And a summer evening in Greece ends the same way every time: a queue outside the crêperie, the sizzle of batter, and a paper-wrapped crepe too big to hold with one hand.
The story
From an island crêperie to a Stockholm trailer
Kalokeri started with homesickness. Specifically: a craving for a proper Greek crepe at midnight in Stockholm, and nowhere to get one.
In Greece the crêperie is an institution. It's where you go after the beach, after the bar, after the exam. The crepe is thick so it can carry real food: breaded chicken, melted cheese, mushrooms, or half a jar of Nutella. It's dinner you can eat walking home.
So we found a little trailer, painted a Greek beach down the side, hung up the lanterns and started folding. Same batter, same generosity, same paper wrap. The only difference is the weather.
What we care about
Three simple rules
Fresh
Batter mixed every morning, fruit cut to order, sauces made in the trailer. Nothing sits around.
Greek
Caprice wafers and biscuit crumbs on the sweet side. Real yoghurt sauce and proper cheese on the savoury. The details matter.
The truck, up close
