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When food is brought into the picture only one thought comes to mind: mm...delicious. However, in my book there in only one food that completely clears all thoughts in my head when the sound of sizzling batter in a pan hits my ears: crepes. Crepes rank number one on the deliciousness scale. This delectable delight could not be anything other than special in the food category. For years my family has been making crepes. My grandmother taught my father, who, in turn, taught my brother and myself how to create such a wonderfully delectable food.

I will always remember every birthday, Easter, and Christmas, waking up to the wonderul sound of my father in the kitchen cooking my most favorite food. Evey time, I would come downstairs and watch him cook. He would always have three pans on, each with a crepe cooking away in it. I know three pans seem over kill when making what are basically paper thin pancakes, but not in my house. For a family of five a quadruple batch is more than definitely required when it comes to this decadence.

Christmas morning, after my 16th birthday, will always be my favorite of all the memories of crepes I have stored away in my mind. This was the day I finally got to really learn how to make this delightful food. All the years of just watching my dad cook way were over, he was finally going to let me step in and give it a shot.

When I arrived in the kitchen that morning every ingredient requried was already out and ready to be measured and mixed together. Starting with the flour and ending with the milk, my dad explained just how much of each to put in the bowl.

"Just remember, it's basically a one to one ratio; one cup of flour to one egg."

"Well that's easy to remember."

To this day I will never forget that ratio, and I will always be able to make these decadent delights. Since then I have taken over the making of this treat on birthdays, Easter, and Christmas. I have even expanded the tradition to outside my family and have been making crepes for other very special people in my life, on their birthdays.