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  • Thursday, August 27, 2009

    Question:
    "Describe the sound of a moist waffle falling onto a hot griddle."

    This is a fairly interesting question, to say the least. Now, I've got to be completely honest, I haven't eaten waffles all too often, and whenever I have eaten waffles they were made by one of those nifty, futuristic, chrome waffle makers that take batter and after a few flips yield some perfectly latticed carbohydrate creation. I was never really a fan of those Eggo waffles just because they were already made.

    In this day and age I try to avoid things that already come pre-packed because I just feel it loses its authenticity sometimes. Now, I understand that not every one is a culinary master, nor do I claim that I am one, and yes, there are times where using a packaged meal is actually the wiser choice, but with the amount of preservatives in it, I try my hardest to avoid these products.

    But I digress.

    Whenever I've had the opportunity to eat these Eggo waffles I don't think I ever fried them, but I imagine the sound of a moist waffle against a hot griddle must be some sort of erotic and passionate sound. Some believe that the word moist in and of itself is already a rather controversial word, while a hot griddle only adds more sizzle. I imagine the sound to be risque yet lovely. I can just hear the sweet sizzling as the main melody, but the subtle popping of water pockets to be tantalizing. I feel so perverted for even thinking about it, now that I mention it. To me, I think that it would sound so carnal and savage that it pulls out the beast in any refined epicurean. I can just hear the oozing and splatter almost as if cooking the waffle was some sort of lecherous sexual display.

    Now, if that hasn't convinced you to go out and buy a package of Eggo waffles, just imagine the soft, luscious embrace of maple syrup slathered against the glimmering skin of the waffle.

    Right?

    I think I may have converted myself to eating a fried Eggo waffle; how completely counterintuitive. Eggo should pay me to advertise.

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