Today I had a nice dream that I'm back in Cracow, I got out the bus and only wanted to make a night photo of Wawel Castle to send to all friends and family, before heading home nearby. I was so close to see the monument, when my phone loudly woke me up — my parents were ringing to ask if and how I can leave France. It was 11AM.
A moment later Domika texted me: "Julia, can we have pancakes once again? They were awesome."
We collected all the ingredients (even two comestible aromas: vanilla-bourbon and a french caramel one especially dedicated to crepes). I produced a lot of pastry, enough to feel fed-up and feed many neighbours, friends, the whole country. We were frying for about 3 hours, unbelievable. Definitely should start a manufacture of crepes and pierogi.
Here's cool and steady Dominika, flying pancake and Aga, my lovely crazy neighbour. In my room in the dormitory, a little bit messy this day.
bizon Please come back and feed us :3