The first morning of con. You wake up, terrified. Did you miss something? Did you drink too much last night? Or too little? Your roommates are strewn around and across you, also sleeping. No, they say. No, you didn't miss anything. Also: It's like, 8 in the morning. Go back to bed.
You get out of bed.
You shower. You pat yourself on the back for remembering to shower. You put on clothes (I hope you put on clothes: please do this). You stumble down to the lobby, your stomach growling for something. Anything. FEED ME, it says. You reach for Pocky. NOT THAT, THOUGH. NO MORE POCKY. Just when you're starting to regret teaching your stomach to make complete sentences, you realize that something beautiful is laid out before you.
Waffles.
Fresh waffles.
With syrups and strawberries blueberry sauce and whipped cream.
And it's all vegan! (for vegans, and those of you in the NDK health club :-p)
We're trying to get stuff organized to do this on Saturday, in or near the hotel loby. We have the waffle irons and batter and have or are making all the relevant and delicious sauces. (And also: cutlery and plates and napkins :-p) We might need some help figuring out where to set up so as to not irritate the hotel. If anyone wants to help with that part of it, or if you want to pitch in on other logistics or just moving stuff, lemme know.
If Saturday Waffles works, Sunday Waffles will likely follow.
