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Annette Laing's avatar

Okay, just a bit indisposed for the 64 Fair (n Scotland, and in utero) . I do remember my first ever waffle: In Brittany, a hole in the wall at Mont St Michel, in fact, a little rosette of Chantilly cream in each waffle hole. I think powdered sugar was involved. Sublime. 45 years later, and I can still smell and taste that Brittany butter. Now you're giving me recipes and reasons... Uh oh. Usually my husband is the waffle wrangler in this house, but maybe I could have a go.

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Pamela Kalis Parker's avatar

My father obsessed for a year over having a waffle on our Summer of '65 visit to the NY World's Fair and it's the first thing we did when we arrived! Such an amazing family trip filled with the most wonderful lasting memories. But the first thought that always comes to mind is Daddy's joy at devouring that waffle!

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