The Wuffy wanted to eat crepes, for reasons fathomable only to the Wuffy. A grocery trip was made. Eggs were bought. Almonds were chopped. He started cooking, and I started sketching.
I don't recall him actually flipping any,which really is just as well. The ceiling's pretty high in there and I didn't feel like climbing.
After crepes were ready, we covered them with maple syrup and watched
X2 on TV. It was a relazing evening.
The perspective here is mostly by eyeball... the only thing I had for a ruler was a sheet of paper.
