Showing posts with label Provins. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Provins. Show all posts

Hot pancakes.....

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.