Making crepes is scary. It was one of those moments where you pour the batter into the pan and it looks impossibly thin. How will this ever flip over without ripping to a million pieces? How can this possibly cook evenly? Become golden brown in such a short time? And then it did. It was one of the most satisfying cooking experiences I’ve ever had. Compared to the number of times it took me to get pancake-cooking down to a science, these crepes were completely perfect the very first time. I can’t believe I’ve waited this long to make them.
As a general rule, I don’t like the taste of alcohol. I am not one of those people who sips scotch on the rocks or vodka and water. While I can appreciate a good cocktail, a key part of my definition of ‘good’ is that it doesn’t have that harsh, alcohol taste. Last month when we were in London, we had the opportunity to have a bunch of really great, fruity, sweet cocktails. One of my favourite places that we went was a little underground bar called Bourne and Hollingsworth, a hole in the wall that serves a variety of drinks but specializes in cocktails with tea in them, served in teacups.
Popsicle experiment number 2: success. When I was in Montreal about a month ago, I went to a delicious food truck with one of my friends at Atwater Market called “Satay Brothers”. I enjoyed a tofu sandwich but I also noticed that they had some pretty interesting ‘paletas’ for sale as well. Paleta (from what I understand) is basically what they call popsicles in Latin America. They can be cream or water based and are usually made with fresh ingredients like fruit or nuts. After I came home, I decided to google the most popular paleta flavours and this was one of them.
Why do I only make popsicles in the summer time? I know they are cold, but I make plenty of cold things year round. Since these popsicles have been in my fridge this week, I’ve really enjoyed having them on hand as a snack. Hopefully I can get in the popsicle groove and find some addictive ones that will stock my freezer in all seasons. This seems like a good start since I “had to” eat them really quickly because I wanted to make a couple of other popsicle recipes before I take off for a few weeks, and I didn’t get sick of them even though I ate all six (on my own, my boyfriend is not a fan of the taste of tea) in a couple of days.