from now on i would like my entire diet to consist only of crepes

Rod took our boys to Shake Shack on the Upper West Side for a guys night out. I thought it would be nice for Lily and I to go somewhere, too. A girl's night out. The only thing she was upset about was that the boys got Daddy and she was stuck with just me. I guess she is prepping for her teenage years when she wakes up one morning and tells me I am the one who is ruining her life.

Anyway, Lily and I walked a couple blocks to Yorkville Creperie. I have to tell you that walking to restaurants is one of my favorite things about living in the city. It's nice to walk and talk instead of drive and break up fights in the back seat.

Lily had never even tasted a crepe before. So the entire walk went something like this:

Lily: What's a crepe?
Me: It's like a pancake. Only better.
Lily: OK. Where's daddy?
Me: With your brothers.
Lily: What's a crepe?
Me: It's like a pancake. Only better.
Lily: OK. Where's daddy?
Me: With your brothers.
Lily: Oh....Can you tell me what a crepe is again?

I finally gave up and told her it was delicious. She would love it. And it would change her life. The end.

As soon as we were seated, Lily pulled out all the sugar packets and asked me to play a game. It's the same game she always wants to play in a restaurant. The problem is...there are no rules. Well, there are rules, but only she knows them. And she changes them constantly to throw you for a curve. It's a little game I like to call insanity. She loves this game. I am not a fan of this game. I quickly ordered a glass of wine.

Then I looked up and noticed the crepes were being made right there at the bar counter- behind a little wall of glass. I grabbed Lily away from her evil game of Sugar Packets and plopped her down in front of the crepe chef.

She was mesmerized. Her mouth fell open and she proclaimed that she felt like she was IN A COOKING SHOW. From her excitement you would have thought she was in Pat and Gina Neely's TV kitchen. By the way, "Down Home with the Neely's" is Lily's favorite cooking show. I'm assuming this is due to their extensive use of pork in every recipe. My girl loves her pork.

Our dinner crepes came and they were mouthwatering. Lily ordered a cheese and ham crepe. Surprise, ham! And I ordered the bruchetta crepe. We moaned after every single bite. It was delicious. Once we were done, I told Lily that if she thought that was good, she should try a dessert crepe. She laid her head down on the counter and sighed. It was all too much for her.

But I did order a dessert crepe. With strawberries. And dark chocolate. And whip creme.

Lily took one bite, looked at me and said, "Is this a dream?"
To which I replied, "No, but I'm sure it is similar to heaven."

Once we were home, Lily began to re-live the experience and tell the boys about it.

"OH.MY.GOSH. YOU HAVE NO IDEA! THE CREPES. THE CREPES. THEY WERE UNBELIEVABLE, YOU GUYS!"

And then I heard her in the shower singing this.
A little love song about crepes.
Enjoy.

the crepe song from six in the city on Vimeo.