my first crepe

September 23, 2012 • 32 comments • 2934 views

Since Dean and I seem to always have lunch and dinner out, breakfast is sort of the only time I get to experiment in the kitchen. I’m not a big breakfast person but I thought it would be nice if Dean and I can have breakfast together every morning to start off our day.

After a week of serving him what I call Chocolate King Encore (it’s nutella and bread, I just had to spice it up to make it sound exciting), I thought it’s time to show him what amazing things I can do.

Don’t fall off your chair. I didn’t make that. I got it from Google Images. 

In London, Dean and I used to walk to our favourite crepe shop and he’d always order the same thing; chocolate crepe. He absolutely loved it and sometimes, he’d even order one more to go.

So I woke up earlier than usual and found a recipe to make crepes.

Couldn’t wait to surprise Dean!

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I was so so so frustrated I got angry at the wok.

Fine, I know that you need to use the flat pan to make crepes, but I didn’t have any, so I improvised.

Ruined my morning! Threw away the whole batter and scrubbed the dishes with all my might.

I needed to release my anger some more, so I gave Dean the silent treatment all day for no reason.