We walked to the Waffle House near the airport for breakfast, a fast, no-frills establishment that is always humming. Near our booth, a line of waffle irons stood like loyal workhorses. My 06/05/25 postcard captures three irons, still filled with batter, cooking waffles for the morning rush.

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