I have a really bad memory when it comes to “memories.” Like, crazy bad. I have been known, on more than one occasion, to start telling a story only for my captive audience to remind me, “Remember, I was there?” Nope. I don’t remember. But it doesn’t mean I don’t love you! (you know who you are!)
I blame it on an incident over 14 years ago when I underwent a routine lung biopsy when I was ready to be discharged from the hospital after my double lung transplant (for cystic fibrosis). While collecting a lung tissue sample in order to test for rejection, the physician inadvertently nicked an artery that caused massive bleeding to my lung and swelling in my brain (diffuse cerebral edema). For over 5 days, my family and doctors thought I was going to have permanent brain damage. I couldn’t feed myself, button my buttons or walk. But after much prayer and fasting, I was 100% healed. I was in intensive care on a ventilator Friday, Saturday, Sunday, and Monday, came home on Thursday and went rollerblading on Saturday. Another miracle (miracles also here, and multiple miracles here). (And yes rollerblading, back when it was cool, although I am not going to lie, I still rollerblade, you have my permission to judge me uncool, but that’s okay because I won’t remember)
So even though we thought I was 100% healed, I might argue 99.9% healed because, did I tell you already? I can’t remember anything!
One thing I am terrible at is song lyrics and movie lines. I am that girl always one beat behind the song lyrics because I need a jump start. I am that girl everyone loves to stump with movie lines because I am 100% stumpable (leaving the stumpers quite proud of themselves – I’m happy to help)
But there is one movie scene I always remember. I don’t know why, but I do.
Just think Jack Nicholson and Tom Cruise in a Few Good Men….That’s right!
“You want answers?” – Nicholson, scowling, growling
“I want the truth!” – Cruise, yelling, cheeks flushed
“You can’t handle the Truth!” – A very angry, furrowed browed, mean faced Nicholson
And that’s the one movie scene I remember. 3 lines. Its an accomplishment in my book!
So you might be wondering what this has to do with Brown Sugar Carrot Cake Crepes with Cream Cheese Filling and Blueberry Sauce?
Sometimes the truth is unexpected.
Sometimes the truth is shocking.
Sometimes the truth leaves you in denial and sometimes the truth makes you see something in a whole new light.
Enter Carrot Cake Crepes. I am here to shed some light.
“Do you want the truth about Brown Sugar Carrot Cake Crepes?” – Me, in a wide eyed, hopeful way
“I’m going to give you the truth about Brown Sugar Carrot Cake Crepes with Cream Cheese Filling and Blueberry Sauce!” – Me, in a loving, giddy way
Truth is the brown sugar compliments the carrots beautifully.
Truth is the light carrot brown sugar batter cooks into the most satisfying slightly textured thin crepe that that you never want to end.
Truth is they came to an end far too quickly for me.
Truth is I couldn’t stop eating them as I was making them so I don’t know exactly how many crepes this recipe makes.
Truth is the silky cream cheese blanketed by the crepes and then covered with blueberry sauce is my favorite breakfast mouthful so far.
Truth is I have been craving these since I made them over a week ago.
Truth is it is 2AM and I can’t sleep because I can’t stop thinking about Brown Sugar Carrot Cake Crepes.
Truth is it is now the next evening after I was typing at 2AM and I couldn’t stop thinking about these crepes so I made these Brown Sugar Carrot Cake Crepes for dinner, but this time with my Pineapple Coconut Syrup.
Truth is, they were divine.
Truth is you should make these as soon as you finish reading this post.
Truth is I really hope you do make them!
Truth is they are the most perfect breakfast for Easter.
Truth is they are the most perfect breakfast when its not Easter too.
Truth is I love you.
Truth is I am grateful you have visited my craving creations at Carlsbad Cravings!
Truth is “I will Always Remember You” by Whitney Houston was the first CD I ever bought.
Truth is sometimes ironic.
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