MY MISSUS loves France. Stick her in a beret, give her a glass of Sancerre and she’s sorted.

And since she’s spent a lot of time teaching in the country, I was anxious at suggesting lunch at a pancake house.

She immediately pointed out a few small issues, for example the distinctly Italian panini on the menu, but chuckled at the masses of France’s favourite food – Nutella – all about the place.

The choice was simply staggering. And this led to some raised eyebrows, especially at the crepe Indienne, with chicken in curry sauce, served with poppadum. But we eventually settled on a roast beef, blue cheese, red onion and mushroom crepe (£5.95) and a crepe Italienne (£5.95), with cheese, parma ham and an egg. The large crepes – or, as I was reliably informed, their buckwheat cousin the gallette – were light and soft, without being soggy.

The fillings contained generous helpings of surprisingly high-quality ingredients, the stars being the strong, salty blue cheese and the subtle but distinct ham. With a dressed salad and crisps on the side, they were good value for money.

To really test the place, we had to try a sweet crepe. In this case, banoffee (£4.95). Huge fresh banana smothered in a tooth-meltingly sweet and unctuous banana/toffee sauce was served with a generous helping of ice-cream.

Along with a couple of diet cokes, the bill was just shy of £20. For somewhere truly different in Aberdeen, this left us both saying: “Oui, Oui.”