As anyone who follows this blog with any regularity knows, waffles are a big deal here. We've used the old family recipe for years (cottage cheese is the secret ingredient, don't tell) but for the past decade or so they've always been made in a Belgian-style iron. The legacy wafflemaker had burned out years ago and the newfangled iron was the only one available. New isn't always better, you know. Today Jennifer and Joe arrived with their own old-fashioned waffle iron, a rarely used one that was found at an estate sale or something. You can't find such a device at Target or Kohls or Macy's anymore, believe me, we've tried. Today's retro waffles were great, big surface, lots of little waffly squares, large enough to share. Nostalgic. Satisfying.
Now, if we could just get Jenny to forget it here when they leave this weekend.
