I have the best mother. She cooked me hot breakfasts just about every morning. My favorite, a close-second to her Dutch Baby, would be her crepes. She made them with this funny little crepe maker you would dump upside down into a plate full of batter.
When I left home at 21, I found myself missing my mom's crepes. One day she sent me my own, and it still works since 1991! When I made my first crepe on my own, I had Bob Marley's exodus playing so now it has become a family tradition on Saturdays at my house. Crepes and Bob Marley's Exodus. The kids will ask, "Why are we always listening to the same music?" I tell them "It's tradition!"
I made some batter in advance to show you: you pour the batter in a dish you can't really go wrong. I like to not use a recipe, it all works out.
Some people put all sorts of stuff on their crepes, but I wanted you to try them the way I eat them: I brought a lemon from my tree, powdered sugar and maple syrup. The batter is 1 egg per 1/2 cup flower/milk with some sugar, salt, vanilla extract and 2tbs melted butter.
Bad Breath! People never tell you. It's one thing you don't know you have!