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| - "There have been great advances in waffle technology," I said to my friend Cat. "They have bacon waffles. BACON waffles! Don't you understand that this supercedes all previous pairings? Oh, you thought peanut butter and chocolate was good... But bacon? AND waffles? Oh, the humanity!"
"You're exaggerating," she said.
"NO," I replied firmly. "I am not. They have the best bacon in the entire world - thick, meaty, chewy. My wife and I cannot share a plate of bacon. We each need our four slices to ourselves. It is tragic."
"But surely..."
"Surely you long for good maple syrup? Honest ingredients? And mad scientist recipes?"
"Are there no downsides?"
"There are a few," I grumbled. "First off, they're open until like 2:00. Breakfast only. Second, if you want some of the more spectacular pancak experiments, such as the basketball-sized dutch boy (which deflates when you poke a fork into it) or the apple pancake (which is basically an apple pie in a pancake) you have to wait a half an hour.
"But the service is good, and even though the food is a little pricey for breakfast it's totally worth it. You ready to go?"
"YES."
"Well... crap. It's 2:30. Dang, why do we wait?"
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