It's peach season here, and I am enjoying every juicy bite, every single day. Granddaughter Nicole came over for a while, so I made us peach crepes. We stirred up some thin pancake batter and I added ingredients.
"Yummy, that brown stuff (cinnamon) smells so delicious. And that white sweet stuff (powdered sugar) smells even better. And wow! You're even putting some on the sliced peaches. Oh, Nana, yummy! I can't wait."
She was even more excited when I placed her peaches in the crepe, rolled it and dusted hers with more powdered sugar.
Then I made mine. I poured us a cup of milk in fancy floral tea cups. We sat down to enjoy our meal.
She was like Bob in the movie, What About Bob? After each bite, she moaned, "Oh Yummmmm, uhhhhmmmm, I love this!"
Okay, it was good, but not spectacular. The ones I made for Sunday breakfast were much tastier. In fact mine was rather bland, but I ate it and smiled as Nicole devoured itty bitty morsels to make it last longer.
As I was cleaning up the kitchen counter I discovered the powdered sugar bag sitting next to the pancake batter bag. Uh-huh! I had GENEROUSLY dusted mine with pancake flour!
Lock me up! Give me an aspirin. It has been one of those days.
"Yummy, that brown stuff (cinnamon) smells so delicious. And that white sweet stuff (powdered sugar) smells even better. And wow! You're even putting some on the sliced peaches. Oh, Nana, yummy! I can't wait."
She was even more excited when I placed her peaches in the crepe, rolled it and dusted hers with more powdered sugar.
Then I made mine. I poured us a cup of milk in fancy floral tea cups. We sat down to enjoy our meal.
She was like Bob in the movie, What About Bob? After each bite, she moaned, "Oh Yummmmm, uhhhhmmmm, I love this!"
Okay, it was good, but not spectacular. The ones I made for Sunday breakfast were much tastier. In fact mine was rather bland, but I ate it and smiled as Nicole devoured itty bitty morsels to make it last longer.
As I was cleaning up the kitchen counter I discovered the powdered sugar bag sitting next to the pancake batter bag. Uh-huh! I had GENEROUSLY dusted mine with pancake flour!
Lock me up! Give me an aspirin. It has been one of those days.
15 comments:
Missing a little sweetener - that will do it every time. They sure should delicious though.
When my sister and I bought a house 25 years ago we consolidated our previous kitchens. The new kitchen was hers; she set it up to her satisfaction. Neither realized she kept her sugar in a glass canister; I kept my salt in a glass canister.
Twenty five years later, salt pie for Thanksgiving is fondly remembered.
Hahah! We were just longing for fresh peaches at dinner tonight.
Heh,heh. That made me think of Doolittle Lynn spitting out Loretta's first pie in Coal Miner's Daughter.
Linda, this kind of thing is happening more and more to me. I made my healthy oatmeal and flax muffins a few days ago, and left out the Splenda. Guess they are REALLY healthy now!
Haha! At least you figured it out. I haven't had crepes in such a long time, and now I'm gluten-free so they're off the menu for me. *sigh*
At least you can feel noble about being sugar-free!
Pat
Critter Alley
Hi Linda...Gosh, the crepes sounded yummy but I think your granddaughter's was better. ha hahaha Susan
Think of the calories that you didn't eat.
Merle.......
I've a sense that your grandchildren are going to have plenty of "you can't believe what Granny did this time" stories! I don't care how you fix peaches...they will always be delicious. But next time add the sugar!
They sound wonderful anyway, and you can bet your granddaughter will remember the time spent with you and treasure it!
I love fresh peaches too. Wish they were around longer.
Yummy Linda. Those peach pancakes sound delicious, and lovely that your granddaughter could help you with them. Ooops! WhAT A pity you didn't put any sugar on yours!!!!
Sounds like something we'd do here. The Mister gets confused and uses a tablespoon instead of a teaspoon sometimes when he's cooking. We've had some salty, salty things a time or two.
Since he's doing most of the cooking while I'm working (and I can watch him from my desk), I try to pay attention when he's using the measuring spoons. He doesn't always appreciate my "help".
Linda--Every day, it seems like your have a story-worthy experience.
That is one you should jot down, so you can write it up and submit it later...
Hey, it was healthier.
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