Christmas in Brighton can only mean one thing; Christmas markets. Which in turn equals CREPES.
Well, it doesn't necessarily equal crepes but this year it does with the arrival of Crazy Crepes at the little Christmas huts outside of Churchill Square Shopping Centre in Brighton. Saying that, I'm pretty sure they're here every year, but I just have failed to either see them or buy a crepe.
But today, this was to change. We wrapped up warm and headed into Brighton town centre where the Christmas lights were sparkling over the streets. As soon as we walked out of the shopping centre I was hit by the smell of melted chocolate and fresh pancakes. I hurried over to the little hut in question, and they kindly let me take some photographs of them in crepe making action.
Their stall also possesses a staggering amount of Nutella, which really is the bee's knees.
I reckon that this Santa is the guardian of the Nutella fortress.
And, if you don't like crepes (as if!) they also serve waffles.
They serve pretty much any topping under the sun, including savoury versions and alcoholic ones. To me, getting drunk on pancakes really is the only acceptable way to go about it.
The customers before us had chocolate liqueur with fresh strawberries.
Then he got onto making ours...
In my opinion crepe making is one of the most satisfying things to watch ever.
Both my boyfriend and I chose the Banoffee special which consisted of fresh bananas (obviously)...
...crunchy digestive biscuit...
...and a good smothering of toffee sauce.
Once folded up into a lovely cone, they were topped with a smothering of whipped cream.
Here's my finished result, if you can bear to look without salivating.
And here's some pictures of me looking extremely happy with my crepes.
I promise they weren't both for me...
Honest!
Can you pan-take my word for it?
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