Fifth Floor Common room, Sunday morning

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Put on the heat, grab the eggs, crack 'em one handed.

Sunday morning crepes. Just like Granpere used to make. And presumably still did make.


The old undying bastard.

_{[[Open to everyone who enjoys a tasty crepe. Up early (for you) so I don't forget about it later.]]}