I love Waffle House. Not as much as my friend Patrick, but love it nonetheless.
For those not in know, Waffle House is a 24/7 restaurant chain with more than 2,000 locations across the US. Very popular in the South, Chances are if you’re driving on a highway in the South/Midwest/”lower” East, you’ll see their yellow/black signs from the highway.
“If you get there and the Waffle House is closed? That’s really bad. That’s when you go to work.”
Waffle House has built such a strong reputation for staying open during any type of weather/emergency, that FEMA uses a Waffle House Index to measure the severity of a disaster.
Because the menu is more or less a greasy spoon specializing in eggs and hash browns, getting Yeni to visit has been difficult. Luckily, one late night event left us with no alternatives, and she became a fan quickly. (Eric was very excited to walk her through the menu)
When I was driving back and forth to Michigan (often), the Waffle House became a friendly face on an unfriendly road.
Ain’t nothing wrong with Waffle House. Good food, good price, dependable… and there’s even a jukebox if you’re feeling lucky.