by Danielle
Dan shared this blogpost he read about a little creperie located near my mother’s childhood home:
http://www.davidlebovitz.com/archives/2009/12/west_country_girl.html
I was eager to go, not just because I love crepes but the apartment building the writer raves about looked very familiar.
I had lunch there today with my friend Jamie. It turns out that the apartment building mentioned is across the street from my grandparents’ butcher shop (which no longer exisits), and the creperie just around the corner.
I love stumbling into places where I have family history, it’s strange to think that I’m on my mother’s territory. I just wish I could go back in time and see it through her eyes, if only for a moment.
The crepes were excellent by the way.
Thank you, darling, for taking an interest in my familythough everyone has faded away for quite some years by now. It also brings back the very first visit that we paid together to the location of the store, and how I/we discovered a totally “updated” one, still labeled ‘boucherie.’ This place, is, unfortunately, linked to a lot of hardship (WW II), pains and sorrow. With retrospect, it also makes me recognize and appreciate deeply all what my dearest mother achieved and sacrificed in her efforts to make my childhood more palatable. If only I had let her know how I felt about it.
Danielle and Monique, thanks for sharing the place with me. Even if I didn’t have any idea until we got there what kind of memories were linked to the place. I was a little slow on the uptake. If you ever come to Columbus I will take you to the little house on Westgate avenue where my Mom grew up, a place also full of bitter-sweet memories and certainly memories of a mother who worked hard to do her best for her kids. And yes, the crêpes were delicious. Especially the one with salted caramel which I think you would have enjoyed, Monique! Bisoux à tous. Jamie