When Keith and I were in South Carolina a few weeks ago, we saw Waffle Houses practically everywhere we went. As we'd never been before, we didn't realize how quickly one could get in an out of there (and it seemed we were always in a rush, so we'd never stopped to try it).
Thankfully our new friends in the South introduced us to the magic of Waffle House
(I mean, I can't believe we weren't arrested for not going there before - it must be some sort of law to go there, right?).
My choice? A pecan waffle with blueberries and whipped cream on top. When she asked how much whipped cream I wanted, I replied with, "I don't even want to see that waffle." As you can see, she did a great job at following my request. Delicious! Plus, the company was even better than the food. The next time you see one of these along the road, stop and enjoy it! You'll thank me later.
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