S'mores Crepes

I had never made crepes until today and I see now that it is truly an art. I gave it a good effort; two turned out more like pancakes, but still delicious. What kind of crepes you ask? S'mores of course. To be honest, this recipe is not really for adults. Unless, of course, you have a serious sweet tooth. I filled mine with strawberries, raspberries, and chocolate and it was to die for without the actual diabetic coma. The kids loved the s'mores; of course, you need to pick a day that you can throw caution to the wind, not give a hoot about a "healthy" start to their day and be prepared for the sugar rush that follows because really, it's just dessert for breakfast. So, without further adieu, I give you s'mores crepes:

S'mores Crepes

Prep Time 

10 Min

Cook Time

15 Min

Total Time

25 Min

Yields 

6-8

Ingredients

• 2 eggs
• 2 tablespoons olive oil
• 1 tablespoon sugar
• 1 Cup flour
• 1 1/2 Cup milk
• 4 Hershey's chocolate bars
• 2 Cups mini marshmallows
• 1 Cup graham cracker crumbs
• Fruit garnish *optional*

Instructions

1. Using a double boiler or glass bowl over boiling water break up chocolate and begin melting. 
2. Combine eggs, oil, sugar, flour, and milk in a blender. Blend until completely smooth.
3. Heat a non-stick skillet or greased skillet over medium heat.
4. Pour a small amount of batter in a circular motion into skillet using a ladle (use the bottom of ladle to smooth batter). Move the pan in a circular motion to coat entire bottom of skillet. Allow batter to cook 30-60 seconds until edges become bubbly and golden brown. 
5. Slide spatula under edges of crepe to make sure it is ready to flip. Flip and cook additional 30 seconds or until fully cooked. Stack crepes on plate until ready to fill.
6. On a parchment lined baking sheet lay out marshmallows in single layer. Broil for 1 1/2 to 2 minutes or until mallows are brown and bubbly. 
7. Once marshmallows are done, start filling crepes: Sprinkle graham cracker crumbs on bottom, add marshmallows, drizzle with melted chocolate. Fold crepes and top with additional toppings (more chocolate, graham crackers, fruit, whipped cream, etc.)
8. Enjoy!

Please excuse the photos; the morning was hectic and the  kids were hungry and eager to devour their breakfast, so I just snapped some quick photos with my phone. 

No fancy plates here, just paper. :) I'll do better next time, I promise. 

And, of course, no good day that started with S'mores is complete without a living room camp out. 

Happy Summer!

Let them eat ice cream!

Today was a simple day. I love simple. We picked the kids up from their dad's house and headed for the beach. It's cold here (I mean, for California) so there was no water play, but we did take a nice stroll as a family. There is a Ruby's Diner at the end  of the pier and they have fantastic ice cream. I have no idea why I thought ice cream would be a great idea in 60 degree weather?
Who am I kidding, anytime is perfect for ice cream.... this is why I am so 'fluffy'. We watched the surfers, the people, the dogs, the kites. One of the little shops had these sleeping dogs that look incredibly real; their chests even rise and fall as if they are breathing. Little D is really desperate to get a dog. We have cats, which she loves, but she is really holding out for a dog. No, a puppy. I was pretty set on adopting a mature dog from the shelter, but we may have to give in and adopt a puppy.
Speaking of puppies, we witnessed a lady embarrassingly dragging her dog across the intersection. The dog clearly had waited too long and was waddling across the street dropping little nuggets with each step. Actually, this was not a little dog( nor were the 'nuggets)this was a big dog so she really had to put in some effort to drag him across. She waved apologetically to cars waiting to turn as her husband reluctantly followed behind searching his bag for a plastic baggy to pick up the poop. I realized, I can relate to that poor dog. How many times have I needed to do my business only to get dragged away by little people with other things in mind. Thankfully, as far as I know, I haven't left any prizes behind.
And to that I raise my glass and say "life is short, let them eat ice cream!". Cheers!

Happy memorial day!

Happy Memorial Day!! There was a time, many years ago, I was in the military. I want to say thank you. Thank you to the men and women who served and made the ultimate sacrifice.
Unfortunately, we will not be celebrating. Boooo. Mr.D works night shift and is on tonight (holiday pay, yah baby). My older two are at their dad's for the weekend, so I figure I'll microwave some hot dogs and call it good.
Toddler D is being her usual self today.... naughty. I'm not kidding people, she is the epitome of terrible two's....And the absolute worst part? She absolutely can not be reasoned with. For instance, she is on a "I have to drink some soda or I might die" kick. Now, stay with me here, she is two. No, we never intended for her to become a soda addict, it happened quite accidentally:
Mr.D had his cup on the table, walked away, toddler D came along and took a swig, the rest is history. I'm actually just thankful it wasn't whiskey or tequila. Anyway, back to the monster. Our morning conversation:
Me: Good morning baby, would you like some eggs or pancakes?
Toddler D: no, soda
Me: You can't drink soda, how about some juice or chocolate mi....
Toddler D: NO, SODA
me: (getting a little irritated now) no, you cannot have soda. Do you want breakfast or not?
Toddler D: SOOOOODDDDDDAAAA
And......let the falling to the floor and banshee screaming commence.

I hadn't even had my coffee.

I did end up boiling an egg and gave it to her with a banana which she mutilated and ground into the carpet while I was peacefully drinking my, by that time almost cold,  coffee.

I love her, I really do. But, sometimes I don't like her.

Happy memorial day! Have a drink for me. I'll be here, counting my new gray hairs.

Can I just pee?

I say this several times a day. Let me tell you, there's nothing like having an audience while trying to do your business. All the kids could have been too busy with whatever toy or game they were playing with to hear me tell them to clean their rooms but somehow, without fail, the minute my cheeks hit that seat their hearing has returned and they are standing in the doorway. They always pick that moment to give me their laundry list of needs...... I don't even bother closing the door; I'm scared they will tear the door down or the world might end. I'm still not sure which but surely something bad might happen.