In an extremely heavy French accent, Acel said to me in English, “I shall teach you to make Crepes.”
He must have guessed that I had no idea what a Crepe was because he made a thoughtful grunting sound. Then looking toward one of the other chefs, the one whose hat I was wearing, he said something in French to him. The younger guy looked up and without any expression at all he said, “Really thin pancakes.”
Chef Acel smiled and held out his hands and said in a questioning sort of fashion, “Qui, thin pancakes?”
By the way, as I am writing this I had to ask Mom how to spell ‘qui’. That is the way the French spell it, but it is pronounced, ‘wee’.
