If you burn a pancake in honor of the ascended masters, and let it burn for seven hours, in accordance with prophecy, you'll probably be breaking some fire codes, which I cannot condone.
Since the days of yore (and maybe even as far back as pre-yore) there have been plentiful proverbs about fish and dogs and bread and testicles--but not many about pancakes. I'm here to fill that gap.
All pancake pics are by poet, photographer, and knitting-needle ninja Heather Moore Niver.
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