Culture du Cheval
Milestone: This happily wretched pun is our 50th strip! As you can see, a fractured fibula and avulsed ankle (or, more accurately, “avulsion of the medial malleolus,” as it says on my x-ray report) will not keep me from the continued publication of this web comic. Still unsure of a back-home date, but perhaps Hallowe’en… wish me luck!
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Oh, je crois que j’ai compris !
It’s a pun, isn’t it?
She means “hot” cuisine, am I right ?
It’s a pun on “haute cuisine,” yes. The strip following this one should help make the pun even more painful by adding one of its own.
That’s even more funnier now, merci beaucoup 😉