Crêpe, monsieur?

This morning, I felt like making crêpes. My body had woken up at 6:30 a.m. but I refused to get up, even if all I was going to do was lie in bed. So I did, and after a while, fell back asleep.

When I awoke again at 9 or so, I wanted to make breakfast for Brian. He does nice things for me, so I wanted to do something nice for him. I originally thought to make french bread (feeling kind of frenchie today, I guess), but then AHA! not french bread, no, but crrrêpes, monsieur!!! It made me think back to when I learned how to make them when I lived in Nantes and how easy it was. I did have to look up a recipe because I couldn't remember the proportions of the egg and flour, but other than that, it was like old times. And so I made crêpes for the one I love.

Ah, the joys of being in love with no children yet. I had the luxury of refusing to get up. Hmmm.... Living in the moment, I am. Definitely.

INGREDIENTS

• 1 cup all-purpose flour
• 2 eggs
• 1/2 cup milk
• 1/2 cup water
• 1/4 teaspoon salt
• 2 tablespoons butter, melted

DIRECTIONS

1. In a large mixing bowl, whisk together the flour and the eggs. Gradually add in the milk and water, stirring to combine. Add the salt and butter; beat until smooth.
2. Heat a lightly oiled griddle or frying pan over medium high heat. Pour or scoop the batter onto the griddle, using approximately 1/4 cup for each crepe. Tilt the pan with a circular motion so that the batter coats the surface evenly.
3. Cook the crepe for about 2 minutes, until the bottom is light brown. Loosen with a spatula, turn and cook the other side. Serve hot.

The only thing I changed was that I didn't melt the butter first and put it into the batter; rather, I melted butter into the pan (ordinary non-stick but quite large) and poured the batter directly into the melted butter. I figured it would absorb it either way, and was quite right about that.

We had them with chocolate (I had a Lindt bar of truffles from the day before), strawberry jam, cheese. Not all at once, but separately! ;-) They were so popular that Bri's on his way to buy actual nutella and ham and shredded cheese so we can have them for dinner. Mmmmm....

'Twas a happy day, four Saturdays ago

Four Saturdays ago, I married Brian. Again. It's a done deal - before human laws as well as those of the divine (that which is greater than all of us), we are together. It's like dancing, really. For the most part, we're dancing together. We truly did have a happy day, on the day of the civil ceremony AND the day of the church wedding. And since then, we're dancing. Oh, it's romantic and the honeymoon phase will likely end someday -- to our great misfortune -- but it's beautiful for now, like living inside of a snow globe or a Disney movie. Sure, every once in a while we step on each other's toes but la la la. I'm enjoying it for now. In fact, I'm reveling in the idyll.