Then again, I find lots of things that people think amazing completely normal.
My life, for example. Totally normal.
People who go to work, the same job, day after day, who go home at night and leave the job in the office? People who save up money for vacations and go to concerts and know where they'll be in three days, three weeks, three years??
See this? This is amazing! This is me being wicked impressed at myself.
I flipped that crepe. That and about 10 others. Not a single one ended up on the floor. This is the second time that I've flipped crepes. Second time in my life. How did I learn? I uh, saw it on TV. Oh and a read a description in a book. And once I saw someone do it... well, I kinda saw it. I wasn't really paying attention at the time.
Anyway. Then I just tried it, figuring "what was the worst that could happen? Breakfast ends up on the floor and I scramble some eggs and I have a great blog post." And then I was suddenly able to flip crepes!
Only if I try to show someone, like, say, my husband, it doesn't go so well. Thankfully he's not home this weekend. The kitchen floor remained as clean as it was before I started making breakfast.
By the way, don't eat off my floor. Not this week. "Clean" is sort of relative in this house.
I had a bit of trouble the last time with the melted butter you are supposed to use in the "dough" and when I tried it again today it is still a problem, so I think I'll swap it out for vegetable oil.
But baring the bit with the butter, it was fantastic.