Delphine thought it was rather amusing how Lydia just wanted to lay there and watch Del work. Once the cream was all fluffy and ready to go, she took a little on her finger and held it out to her daughter's mouth to see her reaction to something that wasn't milk. "Look here, Mama made some whipped cream." She said softly as she gazed at those sparkly blue eyes. When she had a taste, Del washed her hands quickly in the kitchen sink and picked her little girl up.<br/><br/>"They're called crepes. Supposedly it's French." She told Synder while plopping a pastry down on her plate. She then followed some cream and berries in the center and rolled it up neatly. The pastry itself had a nice, mild flavour but it was meant to showcase whatever went inside. It was a bit messy but overall pretty good. All the while, Del had Lydia sitting in her lap and her little head could peak over the top of the table to gaze up at all the food she couldn't yet have.