Waffles!

Every family has their favorite breakfast. One of mine, growing up, was waffles. It was a treat, one that we had on the occasional Sunday morning, made by Mama. She had an old Sunbeam waffle iron, and it kept on turning out the waffles, year after year. Four waffles at a time, with small dents in them. I liked it best when there was an overflow edge on the outside, which I broke off and munched on happily.

Waffles with butter and syrup. Waffles with peanut butter and applesauce. Waffles with fruit and whipped cream.

Our waffle iron died a couple of years ago, and when I went looking for a replacement I couldn't find anything except Belgian waffle makers.  They are small.  They have big dents. They don't produce the four-part waffle with little dents.

I bemoaned the loss of my favorite type of waffle maker, and then someone suggested, "Why don't you check on eBay? Or go to yard sales?"

Well, I hate yard sales. Call me snobbish, but I have never gotten away from the sense that you're just swapping one another's junk at such an event, and spending a whole lot of unnecessary time doing it. And I've never been able to see someone else's junk as my potential treasure.

But I went on eBay, and sure enough, there was MY waffle iron, the kind that makes the four-part waffle with the little dents. I bought it. I made waffles this morning. And they were yummy!