MadamAurantia

I remember sitting in a restaurant/kitchen for a holiday, with all of my relatives around eating waffles. One of my older sisters, with whom I have never gotten along, told me that there was a waffle iron in Mom and Dad's bedroom.

Before this, I was wandering the plant aisle at Lowe's looking for garden plants.

I went into the bedroom and found a rectangular waffle iron, functioning more like a mold. I poured some batter into the hole and set it to heating, and waited at my parents' computer playing a game.