There's something about the still solitude of the early morning that calls out for Waffle House.


  1. haha! That early in the morning, there’s no one there. When I arrived, the sole cook was outside on a smoke break and the sole server was relaxing behind the counter. The rest of the place was deserted.

    Of course, I hadn’t been there five minutes before other people started showing up, spoiling my alone-time.

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