In my life without Waffle House I have been forced to develop my own version of hashbrowns scattered, smothered, and . . . whatever. I fry potatoes and onions in olive oil, sprinkle them with roma tomatoes and then cover this mass generously with two-year-old cheddar. It's comparable, but still not the same. And my so-called friends refuse to bring Waffle House to me when they come north next month.
Along with the rest of the world, I've been watching the Olympics this week. It all seems so much more dramatic on our television, though, because it looks like the athletes are luging, skiing, and skating through a very dense snowfall (which I guess they'd call a blizzard here in MA). And speaking of MA, I learned a new word today: hosey. According to dictionary.com it means "to choose sides in a game," but according to the woman who used it it means "to call dibs," as in "I hosey the front seat." It's Boston dialect, straight from the source.
Posted by linnea at February 14, 2006 10:07 PMlife without wafflehouse is a horrible horrible thing. you know there are people in california who have never heard of waffle house?
Posted by: katzman at February 15, 2006 5:05 PMi didnt know there was anywhere in the united states that was devoid of the late night wonder that is waffle house. i am so sorry for your loss. and yes, the hashbrowns there are amazing, i never go without getting them.
Posted by: lauren at February 21, 2006 12:20 AMas a family we ate at the Waffle House Saturday night//great fun.IT never changes
Posted by: Hoqe at February 21, 2006 12:23 AM