Waffle House – “America’s Best Coffee”
April 7, 2007
Yeah.
Waffle House’s coffee is “America’s Best” in the same way that their syrup is “America’s Best”.
Here is a picture of their syrup:
No consumable dispensed in such a fashion can actually be of any quality.
The cultish appeal of the franchise is irresistible though – even if I can’t bring myself to eat most of the garbage on the menu. And their jukeboxes continue to fascinate me. So now I just go to the nearest* Waffle House to take in the atmosphere. Rarely do I try to gulp down the brown water they sell as coffee.
*”In town”, i.e. New Iberia: Apparently, the ancestral home of some currently-famous Creole who’s song seems to be on ‘infinity repeat’ in the region:
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Last time I was in New Iberia I was with my old roommate. This was somewhat of 10 years ago or so. People talk about The Berry like it’s the big time.
It is! Main Street has more than six buildings.
Anyway – the alternative is to align yourself with Lafayette, and it’s sooo far away.
No kidding, right? Lafayette is NOT far away and the action is 15% better there.
Where do you live in La.? Or do you?
I dunno – I like New Iberia. But then I like Parks…
I don’t really ‘live’ anywhere in particular.
As I mentioned though, I have family in St. M.
Talk about a person of the world! Wow. How do you keep all the locations straight?
By only moving to a new place that has a distinctly different climate from the previous ones.
I’m in the same situation, with my two addresses in PA, one address in NJ, one address here. I assume any mail that gets sent to the house that I lived in in SC is lost, as my former boyfriend’s family no longer lives there. Actually this has been a depressing matter for me lately, feeling like I don’t really live anywhere (or in too many places)!
How could you be missing out on your ValPak coupons? C’mon now.
I hate waffle house. I hate everything about it, from the obnoxious yellow color to the people who eat there. The customers always seem to be smokers.
They should call it “Awful House”. LOL.
It’s also why I dislike going to concerts with a group of people. Afterwards someone will always suggest “lets stop by waffle house on the way home” and everyone else will be like “yeah!”
I like to go on a Sunday morning – when all the people are shuttling to and from church. It’s so strange to see people in their formal wear against that bright yellow/orange & wood-paneling backdrop.
Old ladies with bizarre hats and purple shoes eating grits and raisin toast. How can you resist that?
Ug. Just thinking about elderly people eating waffle house is making me naseaus. That’s two gross things combined into one.
Mrs. Freda Ramsey.
Ok, this is just too depressing. Can you imagine what it must be like to be that guy? What does he have to live for? It’s funny how he’s smiling real big. Maybe he’s so senile that he doesn’t realize he’s going to die in a few years and that he’s eating his last meals at a shitty waffle house.
And look at the sign in the background. Two 90 year olds saying “raise a mug to the next 50 years” as they drink unhealthy coffee.
That’s Mrs. Freda Ramsey.
“For as long as Waffle House has been in business, Freda Ramsey has been enjoying the great food, friendly service and most of all the coffee. Mrs. Ramsey has been a Waffle House regular, almost daily, for the past 50 years.Mrs. Ramsey stops by the Waffle House on Highway 81 & 20 in McDonough, GA., just about every night around 7 p.m. to have her daily cup of coffee. “My brother and his wife take me to the Waffle House every night for coffee,” says Mrs. Ramsey. ” My husband and I started going to Waffle House when they opened the first one in Avondale.”
As soon as the associates see Mrs. Ramsey’s car pull in the driveway, they began brewing her a fresh pot of coffee. “When we see her car pull up, we hit the start button to brew Mrs. Ramsey a fresh pot of Waffle House coffee,” says Jonnetta, a Waffle House sales associate. “Mrs. Ramsey knows the difference between a fresh cup and an already brewed one. If there’s one thing she knows, it’s Waffle House coffee.”
When Mrs. Ramsey visits Waffle House, she feels like she’s at home. “Most of the people are real nice and I feel comfortable going there,” says Mrs. Ramsey. “I still enjoy and will keep going to the Waffle House. Visiting the Waffle House is like going to visit with old friends and family.”
Oh, so it’s some commercial. They probably gave her $1,000 for her testimonial. But where’s your husband Mrs. Ramsey? Eating all that waffle house food apparently put him in the grave.
Or maybe they just took random pictures of people smiling in waffle house and made up the names, locations, and story.
BTW, I don’t hate old people or anything. In that comment above I meant elderly people eating was gross. Not elderly people themselves.
“Awful House” = IAWTC
Excuses that I have heard to go to Waffle House:
“It’s the only thing open at 2 am and we’ve been drinking all night”
“It’s cheap”
“I need to study and this is the only place that we can go”
My boyfriend actually gets a kick out of Waffle House. He was working in Phoenix for a while and started eating breakfast there once a week. I still don’t get his fascination.
All the ones in Phoenix are soooo impressively sketchy.
Yeah, they were conveniently placed in all the right places. I think they were trying to appeal to a certain demographic. :-)
Then again, Phoenix has Cracker Barrell. THAT is definitely a demographic restaurant.
Why is that the only place they can go? If their roommates are too loud just get earplugs. That’s what I do.
Agreed. :-)
Waffle House became a staple in my life between the years of 2003 and 2006. I actually went there a couple weeks ago when I was visiting PA. I’m not too ashamed.
I forgot they were in PA. I still don’t imagine Waffle House as existing north of the Mason–Dixon.
Just a cog in the long-term machinations devised to see to it that the SOUTH RISES AGAIN, one pecan waffle at a time.
Calling to mind this easy joke.
hah! I’ve barely been to IHOP, and I think the only times I’ve been were when I lived in SC. There was a Waffle House right across from where I worked down there, too. I would not go near either of them on a Sunday!
Coward.
I’ve eaten there once in St Louis, Missouri. Pretty good breakfast, but get real about the best of the best shit. Breakfast places around here try and pull that crap here, too.
Waffle House isn’t just a “breakfast place”. It’s a plan.