Wednesday, December 31, 2008

You CANNOT say the word 'Waffle' without smiling



My love for waffles dates back over the decades. I blogged about the Waffles of Pensacola (makes 'em sound like a couple we met on a vacation, like the Whitecliffs of Dover !) once before, and my sister just gave me the ne plus ultra of waffle-related Christmas gifts...the Krups waffle maker, known to the trade as the waffliest of them all. It's got that feature upon which I rhapsodized so lovingly before...you pour batter in, it cooks for a certain time, and then, upon a signal, you flip the wafflemaker over to finish off, and then a little piece of golden syrupy goodness is yours, as soon as you add syrup..

Looking back over the centuries of waffle lore, we learn that Roman legionnaires were protected from the truncheons of non-Roman legionnaires by a crude early version of a bulletproof vest made entirely of overdone waffles, fitted to the torso by skilled wafflerians.

Chuck Norris's earliest work in the field of martial arts came when, as a baby, he made an Asian throwing star by nibbling off from his waffle everything not star-shaped. From that point on, the Norris family had a terrible time keeping governesses on their staff.

Belgian waffles actually come from Holland, and may not be served in Belgium during the month of May, when Brussels Sprouts are harvested.

Roger Miller said it best, "Roses are red, violets are purple; sugar's sweet, and so is maple surple."

Waffles at our house on New Year's morning!


2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Can't wait - should be good! Nice picture of Robin - she will like that.

Anonymous said...

So glad you like the waffle maker, Mark! It was Jaci that gave me the idea of giving you the waffle iron after she read your blog. Now I know where to look for gift ideas for you from now on!! Hope the waffles were good - the very idea of them certainly does remind me of Dad. Happy New Year to you and Peggy!