Though I was disappointed that I didn’t eat any pancakes yesterday, I made up for it today. Evan and I went to Crepe Affair for dinner and had some. I got a veggie one and he got a chicken supreme (I promise we didn’t go to Taco Bell instead).
They crepes were delicious. And the store was probably less crowded than it was yesterday.
Quite a food day, I know.
And quite a blogging day, too. There will be more to come, including more Britishisms, tomorrow.
Photo from Chotda‘s Flickr photostreamÂ
I was a little late to the game realizing that yesterday was pancake day, apparently the much tamer, more British version of Mardi Gras, which involves gorging yourself on pancakes for the day. Well, I didn’t go out yesterday. I was working on an article, and I was focused. But I started seeing pancakes everywhere — the BBC, Londonist, other websites I just happened upon, they all had these pictures of perfectly cooked, fruit-filled crepes. I considered trying my hand at making a dutch baby or some other exciting pancake recipe, but I never bought ingredients and it just didn’t happen. Evan made sure to have some pancakes at lunch. Good thing I don’t celebrate Lent — I can still have all the pancakes I want.
P.S. Remember that picture? Latkes in Budapest! Potato pancakes count, right?
