18 Nov 2013

Parisian Pancakes

Yesterday's 'Project Breakfast' feast was a nod to a tradition from living in our Brighton flat. Saturday morning was quite regularly a time for pancakes. Mr W made them; I ate them. He's a lemon and sugar traditionalist; I'm a jam and fromage frais (stolen from the toddler) experimentalist.

Pancakes have a special place in the heart of Team Wayne. In the early days of our courtship, Mr W asked what my favourite food was. When I replied with sushi, he took me to a Japanese restaurant. For our next date I asked him the same question. He told me pancakes; I took him to Paris.


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