I really like Waffle House. It’s great. Traveling for work like I do (locally), I frequent new ones all the time. And I always get the same thing, two eggs with grits and a biscuit. But the waitresses look at me weird, “no meat?” That’s happened the last four times at least. It’s as if it’s sacrilegious to not have Waffle House’s sausage in my mouth. Well, no thanks.