Comments on: Monday, Monday

by: John McCarthy

Tue, 07 Oct 2008 17:43:19 +0000

“Cúchulainn-like gout of blood”
Heidi, you are my hero.

by: Patrick Dean

Tue, 07 Oct 2008 14:35:12 +0000

Ah, I ate at Waffle House twice last week and my tummy’s still in one piece and my car is fine. Plus, my waitress was a cute middle-aged woman with a bowl cut and kept my coffee cup refilled. Waffle House is like IHOP, except tastier and cheaper… and their waffles DO taste delicious. Wonderful Eggs over easy and the bacon… perfect!

Really, give WH one more try if you’re ever on the road.

by: Van Jensen

Tue, 07 Oct 2008 12:54:32 +0000

Actual quote from Heidi on Sunday: “So, what’s the deal with Waffle House?”

How can I begin to answer that? All I can say is that the last time I ate at one (on Thanksgiving no less), my car was broken into. Never again.

by: SPX 2008: The Cross Hatch Rehash « The Daily Cross Hatch

Mon, 06 Oct 2008 23:45:04 +0000

[…] As we sat down beneath the neon yellow glow of the Waffle House, moments before our waiter smiled to reveal a pair of brown filmy incisors, Ben McCool uttered cheerfully like a ravenous harbinger of impending doom, “you know, I think may be the greatest decision that’s ever been made, ever.” The tale of distress that followed that evening (and, troublingly, into the next morning, for me), is one which will live on in roadside lore, for years to come (though, for the record, so far as I can tell, The Beat’s reports of “explosive diarrhea” have been somewhat exaggerated). I mention it here for it was precisely because of that unfortunate decision that we missed the pre-SPX festivities occurring that evening at Atomic Books, featuring an impressive lineup of familiar names, like Brian Ralph, Lauren Weinstein, Jesse Reklaw, Julia Wertz, Laura Park, Theo Ellsworth, Austin English, Ken Dahl, and Ben Claassen III. […]

by: Liz

Mon, 06 Oct 2008 22:53:30 +0000

See, this is why we stuck with the Original House of Pancakes. And thank god we did.

by: Rachel

Mon, 06 Oct 2008 22:07:21 +0000

@Jason-

Waffle Houses are there for meeting up with your friends after shows at three in the morning, when you’re too broke even for Denny’s.

And the pie’s usually pretty safe, as are hash browns if you keep them relatively simple and avoid meat.

by: Evie

Mon, 06 Oct 2008 18:58:58 +0000

When we vacationed in NC last year, we ate at a Waffle House or WH knockoff every single day. At one of them, our waitress was actually no lie both a) toothless, and b) smoking a cigarette as she served. I kept looking for the cameras from the Punk the Northerners show.

by: Ben McCool

Mon, 06 Oct 2008 18:01:25 +0000

Jah Furry — LOL!!

by: Al

Mon, 06 Oct 2008 17:38:38 +0000

ha ha, funny! And fun to read. About road trips. And road food.
I don’t know how YOU guys do it, travelling around the US all the time,
and eating in national chains to survive.

by: jahfurry

Mon, 06 Oct 2008 17:30:55 +0000

Ben — what, you like pinos?

by: Jason Michelitch

Mon, 06 Oct 2008 17:21:41 +0000

Waffle Houses are there for travelers to marvel at their sheer numbers and blocky letters. They are not for eating.

by: Ben McCool

Mon, 06 Oct 2008 17:18:03 +0000

Uh-oh — it looks like Jah Furry’s giving me a HANDJOB here! Taking Captain Pickard to warp speed, no less!

And Heidi looks way, way too happy about it…

PS: I was the one with the nosebleed. I mean, c’mon — how the hell does a SANDWICH induce a nosebleed…?

by: Torsten Adair

Mon, 06 Oct 2008 17:09:56 +0000

In Omaha, there was a Perkins about four blocks from campus. Big tables, open 24 hours, bottomless cups of coffee, fried food, and frequented by Omaha’s Finest, as it was located in the middle of town on the main drag. Prefer it to Denny’s. Somewhat classier.

by: Franklin Harris

Mon, 06 Oct 2008 16:51:43 +0000

The Beat as okay because we had stuck with an actual Waffle,…

What??? No one eats waffles at Waffle House! You’re supposed to get the Triple Hash Browns!

by: Mark Coale

Mon, 06 Oct 2008 16:50:09 +0000

When we ate at a Waffle House last year after a wrestling show in PA, we had maybe the sassiest 14-year old as a server.

by: jahfurry

Mon, 06 Oct 2008 16:45:16 +0000

for the record, i was the “nauseous” one

by: Rachel

Mon, 06 Oct 2008 16:09:06 +0000

“We don’t know how you people live, we really don’t.”

We work up gradual immunity over many years, à la the Dread Pirate Roberts and iocane powder. The flip side, of course, is that when you move to (entirely theoretically, of course) the pacific northwest, you immediately go into withdrawal from lack of large-haired waitresses who call you “honey.”

True story: Back in Asheville, a friend of mine wrote her entire undergraduate lit thesis at a Waffle House. By the end, the waitresses were asking after Dorothy Allison. Poverty, free refills, and desperation will go a long way.