Waffle House in Irving

“I had a great experience thanks to Lolo! I accidentally left my personal hot sauce inside (yes, I carry my own 😂) and as I was walking to my car, she came outside just to bring it to me. That small act of kindness made my day. You can tell she really cares about the customers, above and beyond service! Waffle House is lucky to have her.“

“7:05 a.m. I had just finished a protein shake during my hour-long drive to work, hoping to review some nursing pathology notes before the world woke up. Instead, I stepped into a live-action Southern parable with a side of Waffle Houses’s new Springer Mountain Farm Chicken Sausage™.

My waitress was kind, possibly new. She brought me toast I didn’t ask for and four chicken sausages when I only ordered two. Maybe she looked at me and thought, this guy needs more or maybe I looked stressed beyond comprehension due to an upcoming test I had later that day. Either way, the Waffle House hospitality shined.

Two booths behind me sat a man with a black iPad preaching sin and salvation to another man who looked like he’d already heard this sermon a hundred times. And maybe he had, but I hadn’t. And I ended up contemplating my existence while I stared at the rising steam of my hash browns, wondering if my entire life has lead me eating this stack of starch. They both knew the staff by name and the staff knew them. Regulars. The kind of people who don’t need menus and know when the grits are fresh. The preacher’s voice carried just enough for me to learn about eternal damnation while trying to memorize nephron functions. He never broke eye contact with his companion. I don’t know if the message was being received, but it was definitely being delivered.

Then I glanced out the window and saw a man casually urinating in front of the tarot card reader’s shop across the street. It felt like a metaphor, but for what, I still don’t know. Fate? Irony? Sodium retention? Or if the owner of that establishment had predicted they might step in that water spot when they open that morning?

The food was exactly what I didn’t know I needed. Extra sausage, righteous chaos, an unsolicited version of Circus de Soleil’s without the acrobatics and just the water just across the street from me.

Five stars. Because only Waffle House can serve you breakfast, eschatology, and a minor public disturbance.

I will visit that tarot card reader one day. To ask if they stepped in that puddle…“

“Stopped at this Waffle House for breakfast today and had a wonderful experience. Our server, Michelle, was awesome! Very attentive and friendly, she took care of us! Place was clean, and other staff was friendly. Will definitely come back when in the area.“