The French conversation group I attend convenes on Thursdays now. We decided to switch it up and do a crêpe party instead of our regular conversation at the coffee shop. One of the members was kind enough to offer her apartment up as a place to host it. The apartment is a section of a red brick Denver mansion that has been split into multiple accomodations. The host also prepared her special crêpe batter from a recipe that her host family in France gave her. Another batch of batter was provided by our own native Parisian. The two of them cooked crêpes up in the kitchen and took orders for what to put in them.
The crêpe party was an excellent idea. I would like to copy it with my friends. The host can provide the batter and the guests can bring the ingredients they would like to fill them with. I brought a big wheel of Président brie and a jar of tomato pesto. I wasn’t sure how brie would taste in the crêpes. Usually, a melty cheese like gruyere is used. It turned out to be hugely popular. Not to toot my own horn but... most of the crêpes that were made were with my brie and tomato pesto. The tomato pesto also helped add some flavor to the other mild cheeses. I got the idea to bring it from the crêpes I’d had at the Fat Frog Café.
People also brought plenty more savory crêpe options. We had gruyere cheese, fontina cheese, and mushrooms. There were many dessert ingredients as well. We had Nutella (a chocolate and hazelnut spread), bananas, strawberries, whipped cream, apricot jam, and caramel sauce. I had a Nutella and strawberry crêpe that was heavenly. Melted Nutella is the only way to go. And of course there was wine! We had at least three bottles of different types of red wine. One member even made an amazing chocolate cake with graham crackers in with the layers.
It was a wonderful social event. We crammed in the small Denver apartment and got cozy. We listened to French music bouncing out of the laptop. Luckily, the host didn’t get tired of making crêpes for us. That could be one downside of hosting. The chef is stuck in the kitchen for most of the party. But luckily, in a small apartment, it’s hard to feel isolated in the kitchen. I believe the next social event the French group will have is a movie hosted in my apartment. I have my eyes on a French horror movie for Halloween.