Here's the thing ( as promised)

I remembered. I had help though. In fact, the same reason why I thought of it in the first place.

Waffles

I shall explain.

I got out of the shower yesterday and the house smelled deliciously like waffles. Lovey had picked them up on sale, and was making them for the kids. That reminded me of breakfast by my grandmother. I used to stay overnight once a week with Oma when I was in high school in the City. Part of the allure of staying over with Oma was that she had a TV! with cable! But the real treats were her cooking. Anyone who know her knew she was a heckuva cook, and she knew how to feed you, like all good old-world grandmothers. And though her dinners were superb, for a kid, breakfast was really special.

The first reason was because she would make a "Floofy" Omelet. For those of you who may not know what this is, it is an omelet with the egg whites separated then beaten fluffy, the yolk folded back in, ( which was a sight to watch all by itself) and the egg fried covered. Amazing. However, an even bigger highlight were the insignificant frozen waffles. What made them special was that we didn't have them at home, it was a special treat reserved for visits to Oma, with syrup and butter.

As I got out of the shower and was transported back to my youth, High School , my Oma, and life, it was nostalgic. I immediately wanted to write about it, but forgot what it was until this morning, when our IcebergCarwash guest must have requested a repeat performance of breakfast from yesterday, and once again, the lovely smell of waffles pervaded the house.

(By the way, if you must have houseguests, I highly recommend this one. Quiet, polite, easy. They must be doing something right over there at the 'Wash in between posts.)

Amazing what unexpected benefits you can get out of 3 boxes for $5.00.