Kate and Lisa are just chilling over breakfast because they are expecting a very quiet two weeks in the sun… they are wrong. Lisa’s quoting the Camden goes to New York bit from my favorite source of Down East dialect[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Posts Tagged Breakfast
A Fresh Bowl of Muesli
While I may be overdoing the Swiss stereotype here, Muesli is very much in character for Hilda. This is the day after, Lisa had Hilda carry Kate back home so she’d stay human while working on her novel.. It looks like[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
To the best of my knowledge, Olive regarding herself and Fran as soldiers is new. Though considering all of the ways she tries to maintain her facade of importance, it’s certainly not out of character. Other than that, who doesn’t[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
My married friends tell me the “fridge talk” is a major stepstone in any relationship. Not that our two, definitely not, lovebirds would admit to this if they noticed. Paul doesn’t like to bring up Nancy’s “sugar mama” status, but[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
The problem with “proper” ingredients is a lot of them are more… biodegradable than others. Especially with the vegetables. Sometimes it feels like a race to finish the large salad you have in the fridge before it turns to mush.[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
The conversation about how to maintain a properly stocked refrigerator continues. I confess I made Paul too dense to miss Nancy’s threat for the sake of a punchline… Sorry.
When I was starting this strip I had Laurel and Janet as Kate’s circle of like-minded friends. Instead, they virtually disappear except for the occasionally appearing in the background. When they finally do start to get regular panel time, they[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
No matter how much her sister Amy gets on her nerves, Nancy is not going to complain about her willingness to be the houses cook, or have anything to say about her now-famous pancake day. For anyone who is wondering,[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I confess I was never that big on museli. In my home, growing up, it was all about the granola. My mom was one of the true believers during the seventies health food craze. She still makes her own. Having[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…