Every time I have waffles...

[randomness]

...I think of RN.

We were all in the S&C, which that night was serving "Breakfast for Dinner". One of the options was waffles. I love waffles.

When our plates were brought to us, R and I both put little dablets of butter into each square of each waffle, then carefully dripped syrup into each.

"You do that too!" we said, together.

In that moment, we bonded in our obsessive-compulsiveness. The gentle razzing we got from the others at the table didn't hurt, either.

"How else can you make sure each square gets butter and syrup?" she asked. Quite reasonably, I thought.

So this evening, when I got waffles at the Toast, I carefully put syrup and butter into each square, and thought of her as I did it.

Comments

[earthling177.livejournal.com]

I suppose you could mash some of the butter with the syrup and then use the knife to spread it evenly? (Then again, you have to take it into consideration that I'm more a syrup in waffle than butter in waffle guy, I wouldn't know...)