potato time

Taters!

I'm making potato pancakes.

Mashed potatos for me.

Ha! Mine is bigger than both of yours together! I will have gnocci and knishes

Oh, you think you have spuds, do you?

This is a spud. It weighs more than I do. It has spudly annexes.

Ah, yeah, that's some tater you have there.

Are you sure that thing is really a potato?

What if it's an alien?

It kind of looks like an alien to me.

Potatos are supposed to be round. Maybe long, but round. That one's got blobs.

It looks like Elvis!

It does?

Well, if you turn the lights down, look sideways and squint.

Do you think alien elvis potatos might taste good?

I don't know.

I'm frightened. You remember the one Harold found...

We can always just eat the other ones first.

Yeah; give it a chance to manifest itself.

In the meantime, let's watch Doctor Who.

Snow day

 Hey look, it snowed last night!

Let's build a snowman, quick before it's gone.

 Brrr! it's cold out.

My tail is frozen.

It must be forty below!

 Where's Bunnyboy?

Went to get a scarf.

A scarf!

chicken! braaaawk!!

What's a little cold?

 Wait for me, guys!

 ...oof...

 He looks ridiculous.

Absurd.

Like some frail San Diegan, all wrapped in wool.

Looks warm, though.

 I can see the use of a scarf.

Yeah, not so bad.

 Um, I can't get my paws out to build that snowman.

Me neither.

Me neither!

My tail is still frozen.

Well tuck it in.

I think there's hot chocolate in the kitchen.

Ah! now there's the life!

My buns are hot.

Oh, you think!

I'm an entirely hot Bun.

Santy was here!

Hey, look at all of these nifty presents the folks sent us!

 It's Christmas!

Yea!!!!

Oh, feel this wonderful chenille scarf. Love that red&black! 

And black walnuts! MMMMMM

That nice soap is for you, Laars!

Are you saying something?

Yeah - Thanks Mom & Dad!

Lima Bun

I'm in Lima!

As soon as I work myself free of the architectural details, I'm heading to the 1st International Congres on  Breast and Colorectal Cancer in Peru. 

At the 1st ICBCCP, with Esteemed Colleagues Eva and Jenny. 

We are working hard. Really! We have badges and everything.

Here I am chairing the Coffee Break Session, with Alexandra, Nancy, Professor Dominguez, Mom Dominguez, Mev, Mabel, and Jean-Baptiste (who does not, thankfully, have a dog).

Mom makes really good dinners!

Michel and family, my generous Chief of Transportation. Thanks for getting us on the right buses!

Lost Civilization of Buns

After Cuzco we explored another archeological site: Caral. 

Caral is all the rage now. It's too recently discovered to be in all the guidebooks, so only people who know go there. Nancy and I now belong to this elite.

I'm glad we have a guide to the ruins, because otherwise I wouldn't make head nor cottontails of what's what. This is the town clock, apparently.

And that's me & Nance, in front of some other significant item. It's remarkably round, is all I know.

We didn't stay the night in Caral because all the hotels seem to be piles of interesting rubble. Instead we stayed in Huacho and took a walk along the beach. These kids were on their way home to dinner and wanted to know all about us. Showing your tummy must be some special Peruvian ritual greeting.
Next: Lima!

Did I mention Roast Guinea Pig?

 Why, yes! Piles of them, stuffed with herbs and spices, just waiting to be popped back into the oven for a last crisping & reheat.

And there you are!

Bon appetit.

Bun in the Peruvian highlands

Now there's Peru for you. High plains with snowcapped mountains in the distance.

Enigmatic ruins.

It's a fun ruin, but the steps are for giants!

Salt mines; got your salt mines.

And roast guinea pig! Very tasty, and only slightly cannibalistic.

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