May 5, 2002

  • I had forgotten entirely about pancakes.  What they tasted like.  How they smelled.  What they were, even.  It seems that I have been quite deprived of their particular sensory satisfaction for a year, perhaps years.  How can one live in modern culture and escape all encounters with pancakes?  How?


    Then this morning, there they were!  On a plate.  Edible.  Just like a virgin....downed for they very first time.

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