About ten years ago the Husband bought this waffle iron from a yard sale for $1. It was ancient when he bought it. But they must not make ‘em like this anymore; this thing has LEGS, I’m telling you. I can’t count how many times we’ve made waffles with it and it’s still going strong. Looks like hell, but works great.
Today’s breakfast included fabu waffles (thanks Honey), sausages, and OJ. Would have had fried apples, but forgot to buy apples. None of the five boys (The First had a guest who slept over) seemed to mind.
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