The daddy in me thinks these human-anatomy pancakes (and the sealife + vegetable ones too) are pretty fantastic! (Look at the coronary arteries on that heart!!) Definitely way above my current pancakery skill level — thankfully, Boy Cranquis has a good imagination, so he believes my claims of creating “dogs” and “monkeys” on the griddle.
But the doctor in me immediately thinks of serving these with maple syrup in little urine specimen cups — which kinda ruins it.
(Thanks to Cranquistador essdee for yet another intriguing link!)