Today, I had a crêpe.
Delicious crêpe, golden brown, sitting inside the bowl. I gazed at it with adoration. It was big and I was healthy. I loved the sweet, stinking aroma that rose from the crêpe. The brown sludge that oozed from the sides, was a little off-putting though.
I nibbled on it gently, creamy goodness cascading down my throat.
And then I flushed the toilet.