Chicken And Waffles Cracker Barrel ((top)) -

“Yeah, Earl?”

Earl looked down at the plate. The syrup was pooling in the waffle squares like little amber lakes. He cut another piece. chicken and waffles cracker barrel

Dottie blinked. “You want me to call 9-1-1, or…?” “Yeah, Earl

Maya reached across the table and put her hand on his. “So maybe today you’re asking for both.” chicken and waffles cracker barrel

“Just bring the plate, Dottie.”

He stared at her. “Honey-chipotle? That sounds like a dance I don’t know.”

Earl grunted. “That’s supper food. Chicken is for supper. Waffles are for Sunday mornings. You don’t mix the two.”