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This old gal…
Had that warm fuzzy feeling…while eating lunch…ate at a cute little place…in our quaint downtown…go there often…good coffee…best breakfasts…amazing homemade vegetable beef soup… The owner…a waffle master…always a bustle…greeting patrons with a shout across the place…joking with his workers…guiding the could be chaos…with gestures…and reminders… The place was packed…but worked like a well oiled machine…Waffle Master going from table to table…giving kids two quarters each…to get a prize from the gumball machine… The entire eatery…was put on hold…as Waffle Master drew attention to the fact…that Dale was celebrating his 80th birthday…we all sang…and clapped…and Dale blew out the candles…burning brightly in his birthday waffle… This…this Waffle and Pancake House…has the same familiar feel…as that pizza place…where pizza making me spent so so much time… That Pizza Man brother of mine…bustling around…calling out to patrons…gesturing with the pizza fork…singing 70’s tunes off key…whipping up the best pizza…in the entire universe… A down to earth guy…doing his best…not only serving up delicious food…but creating an atmosphere…that draws you back… Because it’s a place…where everybody…knows your name… And this husband of mine…agrees…
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