Made Me Hungry
This particular saturday morning at breakfast, Grandpa was preparing pancakes. He accidentially flips one on top his grandson's head.
Later that night, this is his inspiration for their (the grandchildren's )bedtime story.
He weaves a whimsical tale of the town of CHEWANDSWALLOW. Where no food/grocery stores exist. Because the sky supplied all the food they needed.
"It never rained rain, only soup and juice. It snowed mashed potatoes and green peas. And sometimes the wind blew in storms of hamburgers."
And so this story within a story unfolds....
Cute, imaginative and charming. Exceptional drawings.