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Today I experienced --for the first time in 26 years-- a Waffle House meal. It was awesome. I've seen a Waffle House before, but I just assumed the sign was informational like, "Hey, guy, this building is a waffle house," and maybe that's just some regional slang for diner. I was wrong. It's more than mere information, more than a brand name. It's a concept. If you haven't eaten at a Waffle House yet then trust me you won't die a whole person until you do. The food is by no means good for you, nor should it be, and that's the charm; it is unabashed anti-health food. It's pure and simple. The patrons don't have attitude like their IHOP counterparts. There's no French Toast. And hearing your hashbrown order barked to the cook as, "smothered, covered, and capped" has no parallel. Maybe I've romanticize my Waffle House experience a bit, but that changes nothing. It's still good. Just leave any food guilt at home and come with an empty stomach. You won't be disappointed.