Meanwhile Back In Burbank.....
Hubby hands me his half eaten lemon butter crepe.
Me: "You don't like it? I think they're delicious."
Hubby: "Ummm no. But thanks! Is this what your friend in France ate this morning after her boyfriend made love to her for 4 hours and then walked to the Eiffel Tower? "
(Stare blankly at Hubby and decide to ignore the sarcasm)
Me: "Right. That reminds me. We need to schedule some 'cardio' time."
Hubby: "I don't think I can give you 4 hours."
Me: "I love you but I don't want 4 hours. How about 20 minutes? But you're supposed to do all the work."
Hubby: "My knee is all f'd up."
Me: "Fine. But can you make me a pot of tea afterwards?"
Wow we are hot.
I got a new crepe pan and did the stairs at the mall. The stairs were outside and there was a sign that said "No Public Access." So, of course, I disregarded that because I am on a quest. There were some teenagers up there doing things they should not be doing. They looked a little afraid of me and left. Apparently I've turned into "The Scary Stairs Lady." Today was not so easy breezy. But I have high hopes now that I have my magic pan.
Lemon Butter Crepe: Make a crepe. Add a little butter and sugar while still in the pan. Fold up the crepe. Put it on a plate and squeeze fresh lemon on top. It's delicious.