The other day, I emailed my husband at work, as we often do, asking if waffles sounded like a good idea for dinner. I am pretty sure I've mentioned before how much I like breakfast for dinner. My husband, slightly confused, asked if I wanted to go out or have homemade waffles. This somehow evolved further to me making waffles from my soul.
We have weird email conversations at times.
So ultimately, the next night, I made waffles for dinner. We have a really keen waffle iron, one of those wedding presents we don't use often. I should pull it out more though, it's not a huge one and it is easy to use. Plus, my husband loves waffles. Our favorite place to vacation is up in Big Sur, and the lodge we stay at has waffles every morning for breakfast, he eats waffles until he is stuffed.