In Michigan, it's hard to miss the "Fat Tuesday" Mardi Gras celebrations that signal the coming start of Lent. Paczki are everywhere. In the UK and other parts of the US, though, where the Polish community isn't so prominent, most people have never heard of paczki (huge doughnuts with jelly or custard that run around 900 calories each). My British mates don't even call the day before Ash Wednesday "Fat Tuesday." For them, it's "Pancake Day."
But like so many things in this country, "pancake" does not mean what most Americans think it means. Here, a "pancake" is distinctly more like a crepe - quite a bit flatter and a good bit more eggy. They are very similar to Grandma Dean's pancakes, for those of you who have enjoyed that particular delightful breakfast.
Needless to say, I was not able to procure paczki yesterday. I did, however, make my mates a bunch of crepes. I mean pancakes.
And now, it's Lent. "Happy" Ash Wednesday to all. Becca is hereby not eating out unless traveling, and then only in extreme moderation. Here goes nothing. :)