lest you think it’s all sugarplums…
this is the after picture, a mid-morning proof that even the best-smeared jams do not do the trick. see how he licked off the raspberries, from the gingerboy only, left all the rest? ah yes. didn’t want you thinking it was all pure perfection over here. nope. no way. we can haul out the cookie cutters, slather on the jam, but a boy will be a boy will be a boy. he was full, he said. notice the lick marks on the plate? sort of like a tongue skidding through raspberry tar…..
never think that confectionary delusions will creep in here. a good dose of reality is what we serve best…
As long as he had his constant smile on his face … I think he
Great site – pictures, writing, design and tech!
Wednesday, December 13, 2006 – 07:14 PM
PN told me about those tongue tracks on the way to the train this morning. They are awesome, and so is this Web site.
Thursday, December 14, 2006 – 12:43 PM
imagine the young boy, full of brio, savoring the red red sweetness just calling out to him – cannot be denied – diving in, abliss of taste sensation, neither seeing nor hearing anything else, there is nothing else but sweet red sugary wonder…and then pausing, looking up, “has anyone seen me? am i alone?” and YES oh my! surfaces make no difference, whether ceramic or baked gingerbread, the sweet red sugary wonder that i crave while no one is here to see!
Thursday, December 14, 2006 – 06:04 PM