Belgian sugar waffle @ Mr Crepe
A confession: I had no idea what I was talking about.
That is, I hadn't tried the Belgian sugar waffle from Mr. Crepe. And I assumed I probably wouldn't have the chance to do so, given that the Chowhound thread on the subject suggested they were rare (delicious) birds.
This morning, feeling both pancakey and lazy, we went into Davis Square for breakfast. Mr. Crepe was open and quiet for a change. I was about to order something chocolate-and-banana-related when I saw a chalkboard that had a drawing of a happy waffle sporting a jaunty green scarf and the words "Belgian sugar waffles are now available!"
"Um ... are Belgian sugar waffles available?" I asked.
"Not right now," said the guy behind the counter. My heart sank.
"I need to defrost and cook some; it'll take about a half-hour."
Only thirty minutes between me and the legendary waffle? I could wait.
So we ordered coffee and smoothies, and The Boy got a ham-egg-Brie crepe, and we sat in the window and watched Davis Square wake up.
And then it came.
Fresh from the iron.
Glistening with sugar.
It was steaming and caramel-fragrant.
It was like warm, sweet bread.
It was like a freshly frosted, dense donut.
It was heavenly.
But aaagh! Who knows when I'll get another? What are the chances of being near Mr. Crepe when the Belgian sugar waffles are ready (or when I'm just hungry enough to wait)?
I guess I could always make my own ...