Of course she says they are the same as French crepes, but I tell her she only thinks that because she went to finishing school. She's in for a surprise tomorrow when I make shitty flat two-ingredient pancakes for her without bubbles, served with her choice of either lemon and sugar or golden syrup on its own.
I'm going to stay out of this struggle session since I eat thin pancakes that my friends call crepes but they're pancakes to me dammit