Traditional pancakes cooked over a wood fire.
A great Olympic new sport, this would be.
The lady's face was red as a beetroot. I just hope she had heat and fire-proof undergarments. She was jumping from one black-iron pan to the next, one ladle at a time, turning the pancakes over, then lifting them onto a large plate.
They sold like hot pancakes, with sugar, honey or jam.
Absolument gorgeous!
Harvest Festival in the French town of Provins.
Hot pancakes.....
Labels: Harvest Festival, Pancakes, Provins
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MWM absolutely adores pancakes - he'd have eaten more than she could make!
She was very fast and the pancakes were quite large, Akela...
Je sens d'ici l'odeur de ces crêpes qui me chatouillent les narines.Ça doit-être rudement bon. Il faut féliciter la dame. Bon courage la bande
Crêpes are one of my favourite foods of all time. Now I'm hungry!
C'était pendant le weekend qu'on a passé chez Pipo. La fête des moissons a Provins.
Welcome, Anndi. And so easy to make, aren't they?
yum :P
yum :P
Ici, on attends le f'tour pour pouvoir manger. C'est carême ! Nassim a choisi d'être en congé durant cette période pour profiter de la cuisine spéciale et des bonnes recettes de sa maman. J'aime follement les crêpes.
J'espere que tu mangeras des crêpes pour ton f'tour!
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