A blog category about finding “art” in unexpected places and situations.
So the other morning, Robert made these incredibly delicious apple fritters … from scratch! (The only thing I do from scratch is my back.)
He thought they turned out way too brown and bland.
But oh my goodness, they were beyond delicious. Apple-y, cinnamon-y pastry sweet.
And when he put mine on my breakfast saucer, I gasped! (Gay men gasp dramatically so very well.)
Look what I saw!
Wait, let me zero in a bit better.
See him? No?! Okay, here …
A big fat brown bunny. He hopped. And hopped. Right into my mouth.