[Lazamataz]

Waffle House used to be a cheap place to get a breakfast.

But that was before I got to the south.

Now it's comparable or pricier than any other breakfast chain.

The waitresses are nice and warm and friendly, though -- problem is, I know one of them in real life, and she's .... well, let's just say she's got some more work to do on herself.

[Slings and Arrows]

I go to Waffle House because (among many other reasons) they have the STRONGEST unsweetened iced tea I've ever drank. You could loosen rusted lugnuts with the stuff. For a night-owl caffeine addict, Waffle House is heaven on earth.

[Mad Mammoth]

The waitresses are nice and warm and friendly, though -- problem is, I know one of them in real life, and she's .... well, let's just say she's got some more work to do on herself.

Yes, those Southern waitresses are unique unto themselves, although I know what you mean about the one you know needing "some more work", it reminds me of a long-ago, almost forgotten flight on Piedmont Airlines, from Richmond Virginia to Atlanta, and a rather rubenesque stewardess who was probably a size 16 stuffed into a size 12 uniform (her cups runneth over, lol), was strolling down the aisle, offering complimentary sandwiches to the passengers, but she had this rather noticable and disturbing looking cold sore on her lip that was just...well it didn't stir up an appetite for food or frolic. But what I remember is how she pronounced "sandwich", as in:

"Samwich? Samwich? Would you like a samwich Sir?"

Good thing Senators Dodd and Kennedy weren't on the flight. No cold sores would have deterred those two reprobates.

Heh.