Posted by on Jan 7, 2021 | 12 comments

 

 

 

 

 

 

DID YOU SEE WHAT HAPPENED YESTERDAY?

Well, today I/we/and and at least, thank heaven, 60% of the USA was in shock so deep that I  for one, almost could not post my thoughts…this post could have been very dark…

But then I thought, wisely, let’s corral these thoughts (for a change) and think instead about the future, say, February, and pancakes on Shrove Tuesday and then I asked myself, what IS Shrove Tuesday and then I answered myself and said PANCAKES are Shrove Tuesday and then I thought, Loulou, you are one weird kitty because if you don’t know what the pancakes (okay, actually crêpes) are FOR, you are NOT educating yourself about how some holidays have great meaning along with pancakes, and so I said to myself, Hey, nu-nu, LOOK IT UP!!! And so I did.

On Shrove Tuesday, the French eat crêpes with vim and vigor.  I mean, not actually v and v but instead caramel or sugar or whatever one wishes to put on one’s crêpes.  For some it’s Grand Marnier and cassonade, brown sugar, and for others Nutella or melted chocolate and other good-tasting things.

But mama is the wierdo.  Mama will make the crêpes gladly, but I’ll bet you ten to one that she’ll end up folding her pancake over garlic pimiento cheese or ricotta mixed with cilantro, maybe a little hot sauce.

Some people are not just weird, they are certifiable cuisine corruptors, haha.

I’ll have the crême frâiche, s’il vous plaît!  Délicieux…slurp, slurp.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hey, some kitties choose better than anthros, that’s for sure.

But wait a minute.  Ricotta?  Cheese?  I’ll keep you posted at Shrove time.

Meanwhile, you want dark?  

Oh, mama says, she can give you dark, oh, yeah…