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“It’s 2 AM; Still Time to Make One More Bad Decision.”
I have only been here in New Bern for one week and two days. In this time, I have been unpacking, setting up our house and job hunting. With all of the settling in that we have had to do, there has not been very much time to get out and explore. Our only journeys have taken us down the main roads of the area (US-70/17) for maybe a 15 mile stretch. Never the less, in this short time of looking around, we have come across three Waffle Houses. The one nearest to us is my favorite. Not because it looks nice (none of them do) but because it is conjoined to a gas station/service center. Picture this: 
the cook throws some waffles on the griddle and goes out the swinging door behind the kitchen. As your waffles sizzle and cook, he is on the other side of the wall pouring some fresh Pennzoil 5W-30 into a Jeep Cherokee. A timer goes off and he comes back through the door, slaps your waffles and hash browns on a plate and sets it in front of you at the bar. Talk about multi-tasking. And all along I thought the grease on his apron was bacon juice.
Now, I haven’t had the chance to dine at the Waffle House yet, but I have every intention on doing so. Every southern joke includes something about the Waffle House so I figure that now that I am a southerner, I had better visit this fine southern establishment.
If anyone has heard of the comedian Jim Gaffigan, you almost certainly have heard his Waffle House skit from his album ‘King Baby’. I will leave you with this:
“I went to Waffle House last night. I’ll tell ya, I thought the iHop was a dump until I went into a Waffle House. Wow they’re not even trying in there! Here’s something you’ll never hear in a Waffle House, ‘Nice job cleaning up!’. Now if you’ve never been to a Waffle House, just imagine a gas station bathroom that sells waffles. Now you’ve been to a Waffle House. I love Waffle House. And not just because watching someone fry an egg while smoking reminds me of my dad. It’s the people in there. It’s like a white trash convention…or for me, a family reunion!… I’ve seen a gun five times in my life, three of those were in Waffle Houses. There’s definitely a dangerous feel to them. Even the sign looks like a ransom note. There’s always a letter out, occasionally it’s the ‘W’, so it reads ‘AFFLE HOUSE (awful house).” Eh it’s 2 am, lets go to the Affle House. Their slogan should be: ‘It’s 2 AM; Still Time to Make One More Bad Decision.” You go in there and everyone’s drunk. You know everyone’s drunk in Waffle House because they have pictures of the food on the menu. How drunk do you have to be to not remember what a waffle looks like? ‘Oh yeah, it’s like a plaid pancake. I’ll have 12 of those for a nickel.’ Did you ever go in a Waffle House during the day? That’s weird. ‘This place looks farmiliar. I think I threw up in here…Oh there it is!’”
