Memories….hazy ones, at least.
Waffle House. When you absolutely, positively, without a doubt, are about to either puke, are trying to wash away the taste of puke, or are willing to eat something close to puke, it’s there. Depending on your opinion of the establishment.
Me? My teeth were cut on late nights in Athens, say, around 3 am in the morning, right by the exit to the Loop, downing my usual favorite late night meal:
Bacon, egg, and cheese sammich. Double order of hash browns, scattered, smothered, and covered. With a vanilla coke.
Now, in the days right after COVID, Waffle House became our family sanctuary. The girls and I had nothing else to do, so I’d take them to the school gym where I was a principal and we’d play in there, and we’d go out to eat at the one place in town that was open…Waffle House.
The kids would have their waffles, bacon, sausage, and cokes. I’d still stand by my standard, listed above. Waffle House is dear to me for that, from hazy memories in college to cherished memories in a horrible period of time. I’m indebted to a greasy spoon whose founding involves Tech people. That says a lot about the place.
Now, my other memory…the jukebox. They had one and we’d run a few Drivin’ and Cryin’, Allman Brothers songs, but would insist on playing Elvis’s American Trilogy. It’s why we still play it as the last song at a tailgate before going in to a game or listening to it right before the game starts. Those songs were special, and still persist 30 years later.
American Trilogy is no longer on the jukeboxes in Waffle House, but they do still have the music machine.
So, for today’s Foodie post…what’s your go-to Waffle House order…and if you liked to play a tune on the jukebox, what was or is it?
Discuss.