i am a recent convert (okay, i went for the first time today) and the food was excellent, onions perfect and the best hash browns i ever had short of my father’s home made.
the waitperson was fiesty, droll and altogether a wonder. Kara belongs in films, not in a waffle house the cook who strongly sufggested i call her donald was an egg cracking whizz. no cigarete fumes, clean as a whistle, yes YES, i will be going back on a regular basis if only
to be told to "go home, we’re all out of everything".
dayle wafflehouse on central ave near juan tabo