A Southern Breakfast Tradition - Waffle House

I have a strange fascination with waffles. When I saw my first Waffle House in southern Florida years ago, I asked why no one had ever told me about this before. I mean, seriously, everyone can make a pancake. Dedicating yourself to waffles is a special devotion to the gridded breakfast.

So on our way out of Panama City Beach, we stopped at one of the five Waffle Houses that garnish the highway. Bam. $6 breakfast with all the trimmings.

Despite the young, touring church camp evangelists we ha dour meal and drove awaya... only to make a bathroom stop shortly thereafter. I;m undecided if these events are connected. I love waffles no matter the answer,

Broders for Breakfast - Portland

First off, breakfast is a tradition in Portland. Expect to wait 30-45 minutes to sit down. But also expect free coffee while you wait :) It's worth it. We walked from downtown ...

all the way over to Broders Cafe. Saw some cool graffiti on the way, plus an inventive sign discouraging parking in a particular spot.

Zoo snapped this photo of me looking very introspective. I am thinking hard, but there is an edge of hunger in there.

Ah... Æbleskiver. Something my family (with no Scandinavian heritage) has been making since I was a wee lad. Yum, but not enough. They were delicious, though.

Breakfast in Elko

Last night when I was out shooting, I spotted a little donut shop. Luckily, I remembered it this morning, groggy and lusting for coffee. Verdict: Good coffee, and the cinnamon bun is out of this world, and an apple turnover is yet uneaten, but here are some photos (after the break):

And for those Harley-lovin friends of mine, this is the side wall outside of the Silver Dollar Club: