Another recent adventure in Hollyweird… my first day at work my boss decided to take the team out for lunch to a restaurant called “Waffles” that’s in bottom floor of the building where we work. It has a kitschy vibe with a bit of downtown funk mixed in. It’s a two-level establishment, with a diner downstairs and a bar/lounge in the balcony area. In a word – funky.
Speaking of funky, they had some genuinely odd items on the menu, and I decided to go for the strangest thing I could find. Here we have a meatloaf sandwich wrapped with a savory waffle, kicked up a notch with a bit of jalapeno thrown in for good measure.
It is by far the unhealthiest thing I’ve eaten in a long, long time. And I know this because of the “food hangover” I woke up with this morning (and evidenced by the rotten feeling during my workout this morning). But as such I was in it for the experience, and well, I’ve had the experience. And while I wouldn’t say I regret it on the level of some other things I’ve done in my life (like eating the worm at the bottom of a tequila bottle), I’m very unlikely to repeat this meal in *this* lifetime.
