Friday was 90 degrees in St. Louis. It was rather hot. I had the whole day off with a ton of homework and no will power to do it. So, I hopped on my motorcycle and set out for a ride and something to do. My wife got off work around four and soon joined me. Next thing we knew, it was two in the morning and we soon found our self at the Waffle House off 5th St in St. Charles. Our server Sherry was pretty awesome. She took our humor quite well, as we did hers. She was from Brooklyn, NY and the accent was very thick. She brought us coffee and then took our order.
I always get the same thing, the Texas cheese steak plate with hash browns that are loaded with everything. To make it more artery clogging, I added three over easy eggs on top of the hash browns. People can say what they want, but for me a Waffle House is never to far away!
P.S. Thanks for letting me go MHP, I was using hand signals!
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