Crème of the Crêpe

I arrived on Tuesday. My suitcase did not. My dad and I bet on the time of the prodigal's return home. He predicted that it would arrive exactly when the airline stated. I said NO WAY. The loser had to make a batch of crêpes, specifically Orange Crêpes with Sweet Cream and Fresh Strawberries. I am licking my chops thinking about them.

Guess who won??

Thar she blows. A day late and a dollar- er, crêpe- short, Dad!!




Ahhhh yes. The sweet taste of victory.