Waffle House is a good place to grab a quick, well cooked sirloin steak, too.
And I enjoy 'em, when there’s a little extra left over at the end of the month.
Waffle Houses are temples to the Fast Breaking god of Pecans. Mmm mmm… I love those things. The waitress at one in Florida told my group that there were over 200 down a certain highway. I can’t remember the highway name (74 probably), but clearly it was a highway to heaven. A maple syrupy heaven.
Former graveyard-shift Waffle House cook–I mean “grill operator”–here. Man, I love a patty melt double plate, scattered, smothered, and covered. And a bottomless glass of that sweet tea that’ll have your eyeballs humming by the time you’re done.
Damn, I’m hungry.
Yup, according to their website, furthest one West is in Phoenix, AZ. And you’d better believe I went to that one when I was there! But it’s just not the same as that one I experienced at 2 am when visiting Columbia, SC.
No you won’t. They might not all be there on one day at three in the afternoon, but if you go a half-dozen times you’ll always see them.
True, but at least they get to smoke at work.
I love the Waffle House, although the last one I went to a few months agi was a little weird – the waitress had all her teeth and I didn’t see a single fly in the whole place.
–Cliffy
If it wasn’t for my horse, I wouldn’t have spent that year in college.
- Lewis Black.
And we may date rats sometimes, but we don’t worship them… 
I pine for a Waffle House now. The closest substitute we have is the Golden Griddle. 
In Guadalajara, there is Casa De Waffles. But alas, it’s not part of the chain.
In LA, there is always Roscoe’s when you need a waffle fix, but it isn’t the same.
Mmmmmm. Roscoe’s. Fried Chicken AND Waffles. Certainly a divine combination.
And their greens are pretty darn good, too.
What about Fran’s Restaurant?
Motto: “I feel like Fran’s” 
Which means, “I feel like I’ve stayed up all night consuming large quantities of alchoholic beverages, and I feel like an early morning freakshow in a '40s pancake house”
It’s not ratha, it’s rapha, and should be pronounced raw-fa not rah-fa. It means, roughly, healer, so Jehovah Rapha = The God who Heals.
** unclviny ** I think the guy may have been saying Jehovah Rapha, supposedly one of the names of God.
Jehovah Rapha
This name means Jehovah heals or the Lord your health. God first revealed Himself as Jehovah Rapha at Marah where after 3 days traveling the Israelites came upon water but couldn’t drink it because it was bitter. God showed Moses a tree and told him to throw it into the water so the water could become sweet. And it was here that God said “I am the Lord that heals you” (Exodus 15:26).
quote from this site
Yeah? Well when are you going to come over here and show me how you do that nasty thang? :dubious:
shudder
It’s a chain, man! If you want 2 AM weirdness, this Jersey-born girl will accept nothing other than a little local diner somewhere midway between Philly and the shore. Hmph.
On that note, there’s actually a diner in Santa Fe. I’ve not been there, but all buildings in Santa Fe need to have an adobe facade. The combination of ‘diner’ and ‘adobe’ make my head go boom.
Damn, that sounds mighty good. Thanks for the translation! I just got home from skiing tonight, and something like that would go down very well.
(I’m rustling up some pastrami, hash browns, and a couple of eggs easy over.)
Good memories – my dad taking me to watch the Leafs – Jacque Plante in goal wearing a mask – Bobby Baun on defence blocking shots with his face – Dave Keon making the plays – then off to Frans for a late evening meal with the greatest dad in the world.
We just had breakfast at WF this morning. I think that woman was our waitress. Unless the waitress was that woman’s mother. :dubious:
But the food was good and cheap, and there were at least two Elvis songs on the jukebox.
Damn leenmi, you got me crying, thinking about my mama.
I’m just kidding, she didn’t dip.