A week or so ago, there was a comic in the paper that caught the fancy of the males at Casa Knit Think.
It was quickly determined that a waffle pancake sandwich sounded like a perfect breakfast, especially if, in the words of Emeril Lagasse, we were to kick it up a notch.
A fabulous breakfast needs a little something extra, don't you think? Like sausage?
Or maybe that's not enough.
A waffle-sausage-pancake sandwich! Yum.
But not done yet.
Scrambled eggs--even better!
But now it's open-faced, and open-faced sandwiches are for wusses.
There we go! A true sandwich now, with Belgian waffles standing in for bread! Lookie--one sandwich can feed a whole family! And there're so many ways to eat it--the Teens each ate their quarter just like they'd eat any other sandwich. DH poured syrup all over his and cut it into chunks. I, being the fastidious one, pulled the eggs and sausage out and ate them separately, because I don't like sweet maple syrup mixed with my savory sausage and eggs. Then I put syrup on the remainders.
Perfect for a little holiday excess.