Friday Confessional: Toaster Waffle Memories

Friday!  Friday!  Yahoo!  Bah what a week!

Let's just dive right in shall we?

• I had a sweet little memory hit me in the face this morning.
• I was making my kids a delightfully nutritious ridiculously easy breakfast.
• Eggos.
• Well, Walmart brand Eggos 
• Or should I say Great Value Waffles.
• Anyway
• I was making their waffles and caught a whiff of their hot, crispy deliciousness.
• And I was taken back,
• WAY back
• My Gramma Izatt used to make me Eggos.
• I never ever EVER had them at my house.  
• Ever.
• But guaranteed that if I stayed the night at Gramma's,
• which I did a lot for some unknown reason,
• I was getting Eggos in the morning.
• She would even cut them up on the lines
• so each bite was the exact same size.
• And would butter them and then pour on the syrup.
• They were the best tasting waffles I ever had.
• This morning, there must have been something in the air
• I have made waffles for my kids a bazillion times.
• They're a staple here at the picky eaters central hub.
• But the crisp morning and the smell of warm toaster waffles.
• All that was missing was the smell of Grampa's Postum.
• Barf.
• Ah, I miss them.
• My Gramma made THE BEST macaroni and cheese on the planet.
• Many, many times I have tried to get the taste just right.
• I have never been able to figure it out.
• I mean, it was just a box of  Kraft Cheese and Macaroni
• But something she used made it taste DIVINE.
• My brother and I have had many a discussion about what she could have possibly put in it to make it taste so darn good.
• Real butter, half and half, real cheese?
• Seriously, I may never know.
• And my Grampa hated chocolate cake 
• crazy fella.
• So whenever she would make one
• It was on us to take one for the team.
• Which was totally awesome.
• And by us I mean me, my brothers, and my 3 cousins
• we all lived on the same block.
• Just across the way from each other.
• I have this funny memory
• My cousins, brothers and I
• sitting around the kitchen table
• playing Uno and Sorry
• and Gramma whipping out the chocolate cake.
• My cousin, Bryce, starts singing this little number
• "Gramma's great, she gives us chocolate cake"
• I ALWAYS remember that Sunday night.
• Always.
• Kinda funny what a stupid waffle can do for your mind.
• Funny.
• I guess I'm feeling a little nostalgic
• I get that way this time of year.
• But I mean come on.
• A waffle?
• What next? An ice cream cone makes me misty?
• I have a meltdown over A tuna sandwich?
• Boy I think I need a hobby.
• Or maybe I'm just starving.
• Either way.
• Miss ya Gramma and Pa!

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