When Rob & I got married, someone gave us a waffle maker. We used it several times, but when we moved to our current place, it somehow ended up in the garage, which is packed full, very full, horribly full. There is no finding the waffle maker right now!We decided, though, that we wanted to make waffles, so we borrowed one from his mom. This waffle maker is ancient - older than me, even older than Rob. It has a cloth covered cord!
The waffles were delicious, and the perfect dinner for a chilly night.
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