I’m not sure why I think of crêpes as a cold weather food, probably because The Magic Pan was a big place to take girls after dances when I was in high school. Going there was the way you demonstrated…how can I best put this…culture….when you lived in west suburban Chicago back in the early 80’s.
Funny thing about crêpes in America is that they’re constantly cycling in and out of fashion, whereas in France they’re a constant. I suppose this is because the French themselves are constantly cycling in and out of fashion in America, and when they’re out baby, they’re out. But whether the French are “in” or “out”, their really skinny pancakes always taste really, really good.