An appropriate amount of time has now passed that this panel can make an appearance about the signature dish at my other office in town (usually the only payola a cartoonist gets kicked back is in the form of funny money, but this one time I'd like extra bacon for my graft). Seriously though, one sign you may camp out at a particular diner is the ability to sketch it from memory. And not that big hairy guys are all that uncommon at this establishment anyways, but traumatizing small children with a brutal loss of xmas innocence is always good material.
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