I’m flipping the pancake
and no furry friend is tangled in my legs
hoping for disaster.
poem-flipping February 28, 2016
I’m flipping the pancake
and no furry friend is tangled in my legs
hoping for disaster.
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With quiet transactions can come melancholy. Hope the pancakes themselves made things better. ❤
It was good. Finnish lettuja- really thin, spread with jam, rolled up, then fruit syrup added. Very yummy.