What I suddenly have a compelling craving for/deeply desire for breakfast tomorrow: crepe-thin pancakes with fresh strawberries and whipped cream, the way one otherwise-mediocre chain of diner-like places near home makes them. Sadly, I’m quite far away from home. I might have to make do with whatever fruit crepe is the closest thing from the crepe place near Harvard Square. It had better not suck as much as most of the rounds I have been made to judge this fine tournament weekend.
February 13, 2010, 10:51pm Comments
