La Chandeleur, possible involvement of truffles

La Chandeleur, possible involvement of truffles

It’s that time of year again.** Time to wonder why, in America, we developed a tradition of getting up before the crack of a freezing dawn and spying on groundhogs in order to find out how much longer we’re going to have to keep freezing our tushies off. Time to wonder why when, in France, on the very same day, people are instead making crêpes in the evening with all their friends and eating as many of them as they can in order to bring good fortune for the next year.

Seriously, if you had to choose between two cultures, which one would you go with?

Hot crêpes, melting with butter and sugar and maybe chocolate, inside by the fire on a cold winter’s evening.

Groundhog, at 5 a.m., outside, in who knows what kind of weather.

Crêpes.

Groundhog.

Please understand that if you are even a second indecisive about this choice, you are making Sébastien tilt his head to the side and say to me, “When you told me your country was normal and sane, what exactly did you mean?”

In an attempt to prove that I am really, truly, normal and sane, I am disavowing Groundhogs Day and encouraging anyone else willing to pretend to be normal and sane to do so as well and instead adopt La Chandeleur.

La Chandeleur, the French name for the holiday that falls on February 2, has similar linguistic origins to Candlemas. Like the Groundhogs Day variant, it is essentially a festival of light against darkness, of sun against winter (crêpes=sun discs). Maybe you see what I’m getting at or why this holiday, which I have always loved, is so important to me this year.

Normally, we have a party, big or small, and make crêpes with friends, but I don’t know that we’ll be up to that by this Friday. So instead, I am going to have a virtual party, using the internet to get as many people as I can involved in spreading the warmth of heart and home against winter.

There may be truffles involved for one random winner drawn from those who participate. That is how much I want to spread warmth and heart and home against winter.

To join in, you can either:

1) tell your own crêpe story in the comments or via a link to your own blog in the comments

2) imagine making crêpes and tell us exactly what happened when you imaginatively flipped them, again via comments or a comments link to your blog

3) spread the word, e.g. via posting on your own blog and getting more people to try it

4) or, and this is my preference, celebrate La Chandeleur by making real crêpes sometime this week or this weekend with people you love and tell us what really happened when you flipped them and what your own favorite toppings are. Your name gets entered twice if you do this one.

Very important: it’s up to YOU to spread the word to as many people as you can to join in. I know, it lessens the odds of being the name drawn for truffles—believe me, I’m very good at calculating the odds when it comes to chocolate—but we want to spread the warmth and fun as far as we can.

Second very important: Please note, committing murder is not part of this contest. Committing murder will immediately disqualify you. It’s all about crêpes.

To encourage the choice of Number 4, I will post more details about La Chandeleur and how to flip a crêpe while keeping embarrassing crêpe accidents to a maximum tomorrow.

**Yes, I do realize it’s Jan 30 today and not Feb 2. I’m giving you NOTICE.

7 Comments
  • Fluffy

    Crêpes and chocolate. Yummy 🙂

    January 31, 2007 at 10:36 am
  • On Fridays I work in a flourescent office to the tune of motorists trying to run down college students on bicycles, so that’s right out. But on Saturday, I haven’t made any dinner plans yet. That sounds like a very good dinner plan.

    Also, you and Sébastien should move back to Paris, where the sane people are. And then you’d only be a night-train ride away from meeeee!

    January 31, 2007 at 4:26 pm
  • Yay! We have our first entrant. However, I feel compelled to point out that Parisians aren’t nearly as sane as you might think. The rond-point at the Arc de Triomphe just leaps to mind as proof of this.

    February 1, 2007 at 10:46 am
  • dee

    We have the reecipe, and will be making crepes, as a family project TONIGHT. I will try to post pictures on my blog tomorrow.
    VERY good idea. And frankly, who cares about groundhogs when you can have CREPES? MMMMMMM, Yummy!!

    February 1, 2007 at 3:27 pm
  • Larry

    Have you seriously considered groundhog, a little garlic, butter, some miscellaneous vegetables, with…… you guessed it: Crepes.
    Hey, if you can eat snails then you have to seriously consider groundhog. (And by ground hog, I don’t mean ground hog a.k.a. pork sausage).

    February 10, 2007 at 11:26 am
  • I guess if you put enough butter and garlic on anything, you can make it taste good. Larry, I will remind you that you INSISTED I had maligned you in the book by calling you a redneck.

    February 10, 2007 at 8:32 pm
  • Hello there,

    Thanks for sharing the link – but unfortunately it seems to be down? Does anybody here at http://www.lauraflorand.com have a mirror or another source?

    Cheers,
    Thomas

    December 10, 2010 at 11:25 pm