Folks, I made the best dish I have ever made in my entire life. Not kidding. It was somewhat involved by some standards, but for me, piece of crêpe.
The crêpes recipe was intriguing, using matzo meal instead of flour, as well as a ton of eggs (3 large eggs plus 4 egg whites.)
Add cream, milk and parmesan cheese and simmer the hell out of it.
Fill the crêpes with the creamy mushroom mixture, top with leftover sauce and Swiss cheese and you have this:
I made the children crêpes filled with cheese since it was the day before Mother's Day and I didn't want repercussions from making them eat mushrooms.
Sunday, we went out for brunch at Granite City. We didn't have reservations so we were stuck on the patio and almost froze to death. The best part was the Eggs Benedict Station. It's a whole station! I would have been totally happy just having a well prepared brunch of just eggs benedict, but when you're faced with a buffet, you basically have no choice but to eat everything that's available. Buffets are a terrible thing and whoever invented them should probably be fired.
Cyd really liked the tiny pitcher of cream.
People ask me who gets pampered on Mother's Day. In a nutshell: we both do. We are both the mothers of these children, and they pamper us with terrible pedicures, beautiful smiles and unconditional love. I couldn't have it any other way.
Happy Mother's Day.
Peace and love.