It’s day two of the lunchtime project, and today the unfortunate soul under scrutiny is the pancake lady. Well, they call them crepes here, but I call them pancakes…

It’s ironic I suppose that you can barely see the pancake in this picture, it’s all bleached out – the contrast between inside her little shop and outside was way to high to be able to get everything looking normal, so I went for the woman behind the pudding, rather then the pudding itself.

I like this place, mainly because, like all of these food pictures I guess, it tastes so good. I find it difficult to get my hands on a satisfactory dessert in these parts, so if you’re reading, Mrs. Pancake (I never did get your name), you have made my days just that tiny bit more bearable!

I stayed up very, very late last night to do some work and teaching this morning after four hours sleep was a struggle. I’m told it went well , but I honestly don’t remember much about it now. Looks like it’s going to be another late night tonight too – roll on the weekend.