Are you a waffle person or a pancake person? I feel like that decision is almost as controversial as “dog person” or “cat person”. (For the record, I’m an animal neutral person, but if my son has his way, I’ll eventually become a cat person. You know it’s inevitable, Matty B.)
I like pancakes. I do. But if given the choice, I’ll always choose a waffle.
So, when the Maple Counter opened a waffle truck, I was excited. Well, excited and suspicious.
We don’t like to wait in line.
So when my mom suggested that we try it out, Sunday morning, of the downtown basketball tournaments, I was mostly along for the ride.
It’s possible that the rest of Walla Walla is living under a rock and doesn’t know about this gem because we arrived at 9:30 on Sunday morning with no lines, empty, clean, shaded tables and fast service.
Miss Rae’s pancake shape request?
Good thing they have pancakes. Good thing I have the waffle window. Next time? The Elvis, minus the bacon, with extra peanut butter sauce.