Sunday, October 03, 2010

Mom's Sunday Waffles

Waffles were our Sunday morning breakfast growing up and when I come back to visit it's the same. 

Here's my Mom's 200 year old waffle maker.

I took a break from my chocolate chip waffle to take this picture. (It's on a clear glass plate.)  In a world where so many things change constantly, it's nice to have some things stay the same. 

1 comment:

  1. Perhaps more than things remaining the same: I know my parents' held on to tools if they served their purpose, a choice based on utility. My mother, too, had a waffle iron (different brand). It worked and everything made on it tasted like 'home'. Why buy a new one?

    Thanks for the memory, Steve.


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