PANCAKE

London is a big city. Too big to judge it either as a beautiful dynamic city, or the all singing, all dancing, asshole of the world. It is a specter. At least that is what the university shovels down our throat. Last night though, something got added to the up-side.

Pancakes. It was pancake day! England has dedicated an entire day to the pancake! So Renee, Stella, Robert and me got together and with the help of a smoothie machine, we cooked up a respectable line of pancakes with a curtsy flip every once in a while. On the side: bacon, blueberry, whipped cream, chocolate and banana.

One of Renee's flat mates walked in and said his mother didn't know how to make pancakes. How sad is that? Thank you mom. Thanks for all the pancakes.