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Saturday

27

September

2003

Palatschinken!
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Thank you Lele for the Daily Grind comments!



Because my brother is making them again right now, I remembered the question.

Those are Marmelade Palatschinken. The closest alike that I can think off are Crepes. They are different though. You can fill them with what you want, but we put jam in them, marmelade, and sometimes curd cheese. Depends. You can also cut them and put them in soup.

I made them once in America, and my Host brother put peanut butter in them. Ewwww.

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3 Responses to “Palatschinken!”


  1. Reply to this comment
    diana
    2:07 pm on September 27th, 2003

    mampf! ich liebe palatschinken. mit nutella sind die auch gut. *gg*


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    ZhiWen
    5:19 pm on September 27th, 2003

    looking very tasty! what do you mean you can put them in soup?? won’t they kind of dissolve?


  3. Reply to this comment
    Maya
    12:58 am on October 9th, 2003

    mmmmmmmmmhhhhh…. das sieht so lecker aus!!!! *sabber*

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