It may not have been worthy of a fine dining establishment ... but it was a lovely way to start the day:
I sat down this morning to homemade crepes (or very thin pancakes - as the chef called them), with homemade strawberry jam and a plastic gothic goblet (r) filled with milk ...
It was unorthodox and somewhat unusual, but the chefs were Beetle and Ms H, at Beetle's suggestion that she needed to make D-A-D (she spells my moniker for some reason) pancakes for breakfast ... So I got to sleep in only to be greeted with a plate of delicious crepes.
It was a wonderful way to start the day ... though, I'm still trying to figure out how I drew the straw for doing the heap of dirty dishes that resulted from the culinary expedition ... *sigh* ... there's always a catch isn't there ??
For now though - thanks girls. Breakfast was yummy, and I don't mind doing the dishes for you ...
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I was standing in the snowy forest, nose to a tree trunk, when a woman
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