From Serendipity to Southern Shores: The Story of Ray & Anya

Once upon a time, in the lively, diverse borough of Brooklyn, two culinary hearts unknowingly destined to meet were busy chasing their respective dreams.

• Anya, a spirited baker from Eastern Europe, had brought with her the time-honored traditions of her homeland—filled with hearty stews, artisanal breads, and pastries handed down through generations. Her soul thrived in the simplicity of slow-cooked meals that carried the taste of home.

• Ray, originally from the sprawling Slavic plains, carried in his hands the legacy of delicate crepes, rustic savory pies, and a passion for transforming humble ingredients into comforting masterpieces.

They met one morning at a bustling Brooklyn farmers’ market. Among the vibrant stalls brimming with fresh produce, their hands reached for the same bunch of fragrant herbs—Anya for a fresh loaf, and Ray for his crepe batter. A shared smile led to conversation, and before long, they were trading recipes and stories of home.

Stirred by Shared Passion

What began with casual weekend dinners—Anya baking her beloved loaves, Ray folding savory crepes—soon blossomed into informal gatherings. Friends flocked to their Brooklyn apartment, eager for Anya’s crusty rye and Ray’s delicate crepes. Their kitchen, once just a place to eat, became a stage for their combined creativity and care.

But the noise and pace of New York began to feel more like a din than a celebration. They dreamt of a place where their passion could unfold at a gentler pace—a place rooted in warmth, community, and genuine, scratch-made food.

Myrtle Beach Beckons

A summer vacation led them to Myrtle Beach, where the slower rhythm, friendly faces, and coastal charm felt like a fairytale come to life. It was here, amid palm trees swaying and sunsets melting into the ocean, that they saw their dream coming into clear focus.

With hearts full of hope and recipes filled with soul, Ray and Anya opened Old Town Crepes Bistro Bakery at 4205 N Kings Hwy, Myrtle Beach, determined to recreate the sense of home their Brooklyn kitchen had embodied.

A Menu That Tells Their Story

Their restaurant became a canvas for their heritage and heart—where every dish tells a tale:

• Savory and sweet crepes crafted with Ray’s Slavic finesse.

• Rustic loaves and soups that echo Anya’s grandmother’s kitchen.

• Special occasion cakes and pastries, made from scratch and personalized with love.

Their signature khachapuri wasn’t Georgian anymore—but a Slavic-inspired take, rich with cheese and centered by a golden egg, a nod to Ray’s childhood flavors.

More Than Just a Meal

Old Town Crepes quickly became a beloved spot where:

• Every loaf, crepe, and sweet is a product of heartfelt craftsmanship.

• The cozy ambiance reflects the warmth of their joint story.

• Hospitality is not a service—it’s the essence of everything they serve.

Ray and Anya created a place where people don’t just dine; they belong.

Now it is your call.

Why Just Dine When You Can Discover?

At Old Town Crepes, you’re not just having a meal—you’re stepping into a story. Each visit is a sensory journey: savor heartfelt European flavors, soak in rustic charm, and leave with a memory that lingers like the taste of warm bread.

So why stay ordinary? Come taste the extraordinary.

Can’t wait to welcome you!