“Craig, Missy, and the whole crew makes us feel like family when me and wife are there. Missy even remembers us after a year has passed since our last visit. Service is very timely, staff super friendly, and of course delicious food. Love that spot!“
“There’s nothing better than getting a waffle after a 16 hour flight from Papua New Guinea. Thomas and Luis what’s your favorite thing to make again? Anything grits? What about grits? We ordered 5 all star breakfasts and they were prompt and delivered it will stellar service. Very disciplined, kind and well groomed. Best of all, they were in their grillmaxx era.“
“The food was hot, fresh, and cooked perfectly — honestly one of the best Waffle House meals I’ve had in a long time. But what really made it stand out was our waitress, Ashley (she had dark red hair ) She was truly incredible.
Even though the place was absolutely slammed, Ashley kept her cool the entire time. She was friendly, attentive, and somehow managed to make every table feel like a priority. She checked in often, made sure everything came out just right, and did it all with the best attitude. You could tell she genuinely cares about her job and her customers.
It’s rare to come across service like that these days — Ashley went above and beyond, and it made our whole meal that much better. She’s a star employee and deserves all the recognition. Waffle House, take care of her — people like Ashley are the reason customers keep coming back!“
“All of the staff members at this location go above and beyond to ensure that their guests feel welcome and almost like extended members of their family. On some days that I feel sad or anxious, I just stop by and eat food and talk with afew of the staff members and I leave feeling much better/calmer later on and feeling so glad that I know they are always around if I need some words of support/consolation and encouragement.“
“Ink and Ice
Black hair crowned with ghostly flame,
Blue-tipped whispers call her name,
A siren born of smoke and sin,
With twilight trembling on her skin.
White skin, like moonlight’s holy glass,
Where shadows dance and lovers pass,
Tattooed truths bloom down her spine—
Each mark a story, fierce, divine.
She moves—breathtaking, cruelly sweet,
The world forgets to breathe, to speak,
Her beauty wounds, yet heals the same,
A holy curse wrapped in her name.
She walks like thunder dressed in lace,
A goddess carved from time and space,
Beauty inked in mortal hue,
A myth reborn—dark flame, bright blue.
She is art that breathes and dreams,
A pulse between extremes,
Black and white, soft and wild,
Heaven’s rebel—chaos’ child.“
“It's just everything about the waffle house now there's too many young folks they don't know how to really take care of the customer The waffle House is becoming to be my last place of choice now used to be a place I'd love to go to for things have change.“
“Everything was fire except for I had to listen to RnB at 7 in the morning like I honestly don’t think the staff should touch the tunes bc love making music while I’m tryna eat breakfast after just waking up? Crazy.. I couldn’t even hear myself chew but I can hear 5 back to back songs chosen by somebody aunty..“