A crêpe or crepe (i/kreɪp/ or /krɛp/, French: [kʁɛp], Quebec French: [kʁaɪ̯p]) is a type of very thin pancake, usually made from wheat flour (crêpes de froment) or buckwheat flour (galettes). The word is of French origin, deriving from the Latin crispa, meaning "curled". While crêpes are often associated with Brittany, a region in the northwest of France, their consumption is widespread in France, Belgium, Quebec and many parts of Europe, North Africa and the Southern Cone of South America. Crêpes are served with a variety of fillings, from the simplest with only sugar to flambéed crêpes Suzette or elaborate savoury galettes.
Crêpes are made by pouring a wheat batter onto a frying pan or flat circular hot plate, often with a trace of butter or vegetable oil on the pan's surface. The batter is spread evenly over the cooking surface of the pan or plate either by tilting the pan or by distributing the batter with an offset spatula or trowel. The consistency of the batter cannot be too thick, nor can the pan be too hot. In either of these instances, the crêpe could be ruined with lumpiness or tears. Cooking may take 30 to 60 seconds until the cooked side looks like the surface of the moon, then it is turned over to cook the other side; one can flip it in the air by swinging the pan (air flipping).
Crêpe or crape (from the Fr. crêpe) is a silk, wool, or synthetic fiber fabric with a distinctively crisp, crimped appearance. The term crape typically refers to a form of the fabric associated specifically with mourning, also historically called crespe or crisp.
A crepe is a pancake.
Crepe, crêpe, or crape may also refer to:
When lights go down, I see no reason
For you to cry, we've been through this before
In every time, in every season
God knows I've tried
So please don't ask for more
Can't you see it in my eyes?
Though this might be our last goodbye
Carrie
Carrie
Things they change my friend
Woh ohh
Carrie
Carrie
Maybe we'll meet again
Somewhere, again
I read your mind with no intentions
Of being unkind, I wish I could explain
It all takes time
A whole lot of patience
If it's a crime, how come I feel no pain?
Can't you see it in my eyes?
Though this might be our last goodbye
Ohh ho ho
Carrie
Carrie
Oh, things they change my friend
Woh ohh
Carrie
Carrie
Maybe we'll meet again
Can't you see it in my eyes?
Though this might be our last goodbye
(Ohh ho ho)
Carrie
Carrie
Ohh, things they change
Carrie, Carrie, Carrie
(Ohh ho ho)
Carrie
Carrie
Maybe we'll meet again
Oh, somewhere again