Oh My daughter(s) do love Crepes. At times when I feel homey and maternal, I'll ask Aly what would she like me to fix for breakfast.. "Grapes or Pancakes" that translates to Crepes. Those thin eggy delectible flat heavenly crepes. For ME lemon juice and sugar--The Girls blueberries and whip cream. Or Mostly nothing in them at all..by the time they get to the table we are all full from inhaling the rejects...okay so I purposely mess them up just so we can partake. We have the standard tools of course and I dont have the skills for creating those puppies without my handy dandy crepe maker, manufacture's recipe and a blender.
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