My mom has a reputation among my friends, nay, a mythology. She is the Waffle Mamma! Her name whispered at gatherings, tales of her last visit told in hushed and reverent tones. Her Belgium waffle batter is a well-guarded secret handed down through generations. Even the waffle iron is said to have been re-engineered to produce the most golden and perfectly crisp waffles.
So, given all of this you can imagine my delight when MY waffle mamma announced that she was making waffles my first night home! Then I found out which daughter she was really making them for…
Jenna, mom's other "daughter"!
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