Today was Ground hog day here . When I grew up in France, it was the day you made Crepes, called La chandeleur, I would run home from school knowing my mother would make them fresh just for me, they were so delicious all rolled up with the sugar inside. The tradition was to be able to cook them flip them into the air into the pan without missing it , and all that was with one hand, in your other hand you must had a gold coin , and if you made it without any mistake.
You had enough money for the rest of the year. I have passed on this tradition to my children and grand children, last night I was gathering the ingredients for this morning's making the batter when I decided to paint the still life of it