We had The Niece over the day before Easter. We needed to feed her something she could recognize. Erin made crepes, filled with bananas or strawberries. Or both.
Most importantly, they were topped with powdered sugar. Maybe you want a little bit sugar, like me, or maybe you'd prefer to load it on, stamp it down with your spoon, and load some more on. Diner's choice!
Anyway, she wasn't sure what a crepe was, so we told her it was like a thin pancake, rolled up. Good enough. But the crepes were GREAT enough!
"Great crepes, Erin!"
"What happened?"
"No, nothin'. I'm just sayin' great crepes."
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