Three Things: Pancake Party Edition

We had such a party, with our pancakes.

I heard someone say this a few years ago, and I immediately filed it away under “Lines to Steal.” At the time, I could barely stifle my laugh of delight (made all the more dangerous—and therefore more difficult—because it was one of those situations where laughter was highly inappropriate). Two years later, it still delights me, and I remain bound and determined to use it somewhere, someday. It’s a fairly simple sentence, but it invites all manner of celebratory images to flash through my brain—and then (ha!) I have to explain why a pancake is there, too.

The image in my head depends upon the day, really. Sometimes I’m picturing a riotous party with loads of balloons; other times, like today, it’s a humbler, subtler affair. I’ve got three things here for you; my caption for each is, you guessed it: “We had such a party, with our pancakes.”

Henri Toulouse-Lautrec. A La Mie (Last Crumbs), 1891. Museum of Fine Arts, Boston, Boston, MA.

Elisabeth Dunker, Untitled, February 17, 2010. www.finelittleday.com

Robert Doisneau, Les mains de Picasso (Picasso’s hands), c. 1952. Taken in France.

(Is anyone else as hungry as I am right now?)