Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for April 25, 2020

I knew I shouldn’t have given Martha those magic beans….

CLOUDY WITH A CHANCE OF MEATBALLS, Ballard Street Edition.

Well, Ted, what are you waiting for? Rip off a piece, and share it with Ginger.

Now I’m hungry for muffins!

What are you waiting for man, that’s a cinnamon streusel!

When the skies are falling, the pie in the sky becomes real.

Look, there’s Chicken Little!

When you’ve finished looking up at the sky, you may notice a giant muffin in your path. Just walk away and don’t even think of eating it. It’s made of bran.

“How about some jam to go with that?”

Art … even cartoon art… can often do so much more than make you laugh.

It touches the soul…

It’s something that humans have used for centuries to wordlessly express their deepest feelings and emotions.

In fact, I see, by this simple, evocative drawing, that Jerry Van Amerongen feels the same way Grog and I do about bran muffins.

“I know this is Ballard Street, but c’mon Jerry! Even this is too weird.”

He should have known something was up when he heard someone call out “Fetchez le muffin!”

Well don’t just stand there gawking, Ted! Start eating….

Run, run, the pies are falling, the pies are falling !

Breakfast for everyone!!

(Ted, one hour earlier): “Dear Lord, do I really need a diet? Give me a sign.”

Ted remembering just a bit of his Sunday school lessons.. wonders if this is what “manna from heaven” looks like

“What? No Icing?”

He asked for blueberry and got poppy seed. Back to the grimoire…

Will he be the new Muffin Man now?

I enjoy a nice blueberry muffin with my coffee every once in a while. Yum.

Watch out Ted! It may be an allien spaceship disguised as a muffin!

They seem to be at a loss for words.

So am i.

Never look a gift muffin in the mouth.

I have heard about pie in the sky…but muffins?