An Ode to Waffles

Never have I been more satisfied with a meal and more completed by a snack than you, waffles. Never have I witnessed something as beautiful as your dips and valleys, formed by the Oyster gods, still receptive enough to welcome pure maple syrup into your folds. You are for the summer and the winter, for early morning hikes and midnight snacks. You are an ice cream sandwich and a breakfast staple. The warmth you bring fills my belly and my spirit. We become one in the fluff of your immaculate glaze.