i've forgotten what happens when left to my own devices [without wine]. at some point this happened:
a single serving of pancake, shaped like mickey mouse. [although, full disclosure, i was going for a bunny. and i didn't have milk that didn't smell like elmer's glue, so i used very vanilla soy milk]. feeling pretty resourceful right now ... where are those knitting needles.
now. if i can just remember how to make myself go to bed.