“Waffle House is always a very social place, but the Walterboro restaurant is someplace special. If you are in Walterboro on Saturday morning come visit these fantastic Ladies!!! I thoroughly enjoyed myself as I was passing through. The support they showed their teammates and customers was a joy to watch and the Singing as they went about the place lifted my heart so that even I joined in. Thank you Ladies for a great start to the day“
“At a 24-hour Waffle House in Walterboro, I expected a restroom that had seen things. Instead, I was greeted by a neutral scent and remarkably orderly facilities.
The floor was almost clean enough to eat a waffle from, although this is neither a recommendation nor a challenge. The trash can was empty, the toilet paper was plentiful, and the room was generally clean. A faint light-brown film remained on portions of the sink and toilet. I did not know what it was, and decided that both science and breakfast were better served by leaving the mystery unresolved. The only other untidiness was a piece of toilet paper wedged behind the waiting toilet brush and plunger.
At the sink, a water-saving stream provided decent, if unenthusiastic, pressure. The frosted cranberry soap, however, smelled spectacular.
Then came the Airforce hand dryer. I approached with soaked hands and felt compelled to salute. It roared to life like an A-10 Warthog preparing for a run and, within seconds, my hands were bone dry.
Thank you for your service, little hand dryer.
The vacant and occupied indicator built into the door lock was an unexpectedly thoughtful final touch.
Nothing luxurious. Nothing alarming. Just a clean, dependable restroom prepared to withstand the breakfast rush, the graveyard shift, and whatever weather South Carolina sends its way.
Four out of five plungers.“