If you follow me on Instagram , you might notice that I have been posting protein waffle pictures on the weekends. It's kind of funny because up until about a month ago, I had never actually made waffles. The only reason we have a waffle iron is because I bought it for Jason several years ago because he was always talking about wanting to make waffles for breakfast. I'm actually not a big breakfast foods kind of person. I never wanted toast and eggs, pancakes or waffles. Bacon and sausage never appealed to me, especially not now as a vegetarian. The only time I really wanted waffles was when my dad took my sister and I to this diner as children. It was called Mrs. T's. The waffles were as big as the plate, and my sister and I could easily inhale 2 waffles! Of course every crevice had to be perfectly filled with the correct blend of melty butter and oozing syrup. Maybe it was seeing so many waffles on Instagram or recipes on Pinterest, but I suddenly decided I wanted s...
Finding my happy place in the day-to-day.