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Generally too busy with the prep and then the cleanup afterward, Lew rarely ever took the time to just sit and enjoy the fruits of his labor along with the rest of the breakfast crowd. Today, though, he had decided to make an exception. Of course, that meant that the preparation area was sort of left in shambles until he was prepared to deal with it, but what he'd churned out that morning all looked great, and that was really all that mattered. That, and how it tasted - which was pretty damn good, if he did say so himself - and the mess behind the counter didn't affect either.
Spoon in hand, he piled another heap of fresh whipped cream on top of his crepes and topped off his glass of orange juice. When he heard a quiet whine beneath the table, he ignored it, and continued to do so even when Lassie pawed at his knee in hopes of an offer of food.
[Tuesday morning meal post. Pancakes, eggs, crepes with various toppings and fruit tarts. As per, there is also plenty of coffee and juice to go around, including Lew's special OJ. Tag Lew, each other, st/lt/blt are all fine.]
Spoon in hand, he piled another heap of fresh whipped cream on top of his crepes and topped off his glass of orange juice. When he heard a quiet whine beneath the table, he ignored it, and continued to do so even when Lassie pawed at his knee in hopes of an offer of food.
[Tuesday morning meal post. Pancakes, eggs, crepes with various toppings and fruit tarts. As per, there is also plenty of coffee and juice to go around, including Lew's special OJ. Tag Lew, each other, st/lt/blt are all fine.]