A while back, my hubby decided he was in the mood for pancakes. Since I usually prefer French Toast instead, it was unusual that I wanted pancakes too. Rather than rustle some up… we opted to go out to get them. Our favorite diner was open so that’s where we went. When we were situated at a table we ordered a couple stacks of pancakes. In no time at all the order was ready. Needless to say, we devoured them, our tummies bulging with satisfaction. But... before we could leave to pay the check, we noted a visitor to the table. He was dipping a foot in the syrup that was leftover. Done eating, at that point... thank goodness... we spent the next 10 minutes or so, trying to photograph our new entertaining friend... who seemed GLUED to the spot. Have you ever been disturbed by a pesky fly?