Waffle House

Pielover19

Today sucked. Not just a normal sort of suck, but a record breaking level of suckiness that sucker punches all of the potential joy and happiness you would have for days, perhaps even weeks on end. In fact, today was so bad that life would just be bad from now on. Any force in humanity could not have made life good at that moment. But maybe a godly force could...
In the corner of your eye, a yellow sign instantly fills you with awe and inspiration. Pulling your car over and exiting almost instinctively, the warm, yellow glow hypnotizes you and completely enthralls the wildest corners of your imagination. Standing there, staring at the sign simply branded "Waffle House", you are filled with a childlike wonder never before felt. You go over and push open the door.
The comfortable smell of cigarettes wraps its' way up your nostrils in the fine establishment. A large, dark man in a white smock is smoking, while watching two patrons who must have similarly been enthralled by the godly golden glow giggle over pouring Heinz 57 into a piece of toast, sopped in some strange yellow substance leaking from a capsized bulb of gold surrounded by a field of whiteness.
You sit far away from the strange men, a few booths behind them. Gazing at the menu, several items pop out at you. What to order, what to order...
Pecan Waffle
Hashbrowns
Eggs and Toast