Don’t try the mango crepe at Katag in the Faculty Center basement.
They never put nearly enough chocolate syrup on the plate. You’ll try to douse the crepe with as much syrup as you can, but satisfaction will evade you.
The mango slices are never chilled enough. With every bite you’ll wish they’d kept it in a colder fridge or a more northerly pole.
You’ll find the crepe too small for two. You and your companion will end up fighting because one of you took more crepe (or syrup) than the other. You will spend hours trying to keep each other’s forks from the crepe, employing ninja skills to keep your gastronomical turf. You’ll wish you had money to buy one more.
Who would want to eat that?