Someone suggested that maybe Jesus was working in the back there somewhere, but actually, its Mary who's the saint here - the one who thought up the Waffle Window. God bless her!
The only thing, and I mean the ONLY thing that could make this better would be to have them show up in my kitchen at home every Sunday morning to make me breakfast.
I am seriously considering moving to Portland....just for the damn waffles.
When I tell my friends about this place, I usually don't say much, except that it is a nearly life-changing experience.
If heaven were an edible construct, its walls would be Belgian waffles.
Based on all of the reviews for this place I expected something delicious but this was off the charts.
I'll gladly put in more time on the treadmill for that.
This can be the first day of the rest of your life, too. Run, don't walk.
Oh my Jebus... mouth party y'all!
I have a vision of my future- and there's a lot of waffles in it.