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Happy International Waffle Day!

Today is International Waffle Day. It's time to talk about waffles! Tell me why you love 'em, like 'em, or loathe 'em. Do you eat them for breakfast, lunch and/or dinner? What do you put in them, on them, beside them? Waffles are different in different parts of the world...tell me about your waffles and what they mean to you!

I grew up in the eastern part of the United States with a grandfather who cooked our Sunday breakfast in an old silvery iron that baked thin, square waffles. He'd mix up a Bisquick batter, add bits of cheddar cheese. Sometimes the cheese would ooze to the corners; I'd sit and wait for the smell of those crispy edges. I gobbled those waffles hot, hand held, without syrup. These are still my Ideal Waffle. They taste like home.


I also loved waffles at diners: fluffy Belgians smothered in strawberries and melty whipped cream. The best places served them with an ice cream sundae atop. Summers brought trips to the boardwalk; I could buy ice cream sandwiched between two cold waffles.

As I grew up and traveled, I discovered the delight of Waffle House's pecan waffles, waffles and fried chicken, sweet Liège waffles. The most delicious BLT I've known used two cornmeal waffles in lieu of bread.

When I dig out my iron, I like to add bacon and cheese to my waffles. I freeze a batch and reheat them in a toaster. At Thanksgiving, I put some stuffing mix aside to bake in the waffle iron. A stuffing waffle covered in gravy makes for a glorious breakfast.

Tell me your waffle stories.

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