Mama, will you make us crepes?
This early morning request came from my two jet-legged youngest kids. On Saturday night, we got back from our wonderful ten day vacation in Paris, landing in Chicago about 18 hours after leaving our lovely Parisian apartment. My kids can be picky eaters, but all were taken with the 24 hour crepe stand that was about 1 ½ blocks from our apartment in the Marais. Daniel declared the owner his favorite chef (I chose not to be offended) and he feasted on Nutella crepes as often as we would allow.