Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for January 21, 2021

Come now, Edna, Jeffery may slurp is soup on occasion, but he hardly ever splashes it.

Edna knows Jeffrey too well. She is down to her last polka dot dress until she does laundry, and she won’t let him splatter on her.

That vast expanse is prime slurping target. Its the over spray that has Edna looking like a North Sea fisherman.

Dump the crackers in and they’ll soak up all the liquid.

Is Jeffrey’s last name Gallagher?

Is it just me, or is anyone else having difficulty making out Edna’s face? She looks as if she has two noses. One of the noses IS her nose, but what is the other one? Or two eyes that are cartoonishly popping out of her head. And where is her face? Which direction is she facing?

I feel for Jeffrey too. If you can’t eat undisturbed in your own home (absent any little kids), then why do you even consider it “home?”

Edna is dressed for a soup shower. Let her have it. After it cools. :)

Edna’s a fool to sit so close.. She’s well within Jeffreys splash zone.

“Thar he blows!”

Looks like he already got a cracker in her drink.

Pea soup.

Edna’s husband embarrasses toddlers with his poor spoon skills.

At least this time he’s using a spoon.

Good grief Edna! Just grab a couple crackers and sit in another room while Harold eats his!

I can relate! I’m the one who turns his t-shirt round after lunch to show the world a clean front!

Edna knows better. Soup never ends well.

Once a year, George and Edna enjoy the same romantic meal from their honeymoon: “Maid of the Mist” soup as served on the old touring boats of Niagara Falls. :>)

That’s just her city slicker.