Suzette Crepes
There’s a soft hush in the kitchen when the first crepe hits the pan, the house filling with warm citrus and butter — just like Sunday mornings at my grandmother’s. …
There’s a soft hush in the kitchen when the first crepe hits the pan, the house filling with warm citrus and butter — just like Sunday mornings at my grandmother’s. …
I remember my mama standing at the stove, the kitchen warmed by the oven and by stories she told while she swirled batter into paper-thin circles. Crepes are the kind …