"What lies behind us, and what lies before us are small matters
compared to what lies within us."
- Ralph Waldo Emerson

Sunday, February 19, 2012

Lessons at the Waffle House

I planned a crock pot meal this weekend. I bought loads of chicken.

I was joyfully anticipated not having to cook for the entire week, just like my friend Jen.

Unfortunately, and yet, not at all surprising, my overly-optimistic plans did not turn out very well.

The first words out of Anastasia's mouth were, "Why is this rice crunchy?"

My husband was quite loyal. "I'm sure it's not Mom's fault, the crockpot messed it up."

I glared at him.

"I really do love it!" he beamed, shoveling in a fork-full, then downing it with an entire glass of Coke.

Isabella tried to make me feel better too. "After a while, your mouth just kind of gets used to it and you don't even notice the taste!"


I hate to think what they would say if they were trying to hurt my feelings. Would anybody like me to send them some chicken and rice casserole! We have lots and lots!

But, I digress from the real story.


The real story is about how we went to the Waffle House (because my cooking is just so great that we needed a break from it). I have been kind of grumpy this past week. I'm not sure why. Maybe it's the cold, dreary weather. Maybe it's because Victoria has decided that sleep is not on her agenda, so I am in torpor (isn't that a cool word!). I just haven't been very appreciative of what I have lately. I've kind of been dreaming of being in Hawaii.

Our waitress at the Waffle House was really special. Busy as she was, she took the time to smile at all her customers, even when they didn't spare her a glance. She was so nice to all my kids. She asked them their names and called them all "sweet babies". She never even gave Francesca's funky forehead a second glance. She brought everyone extra eggs, that she "just happened" not to need. She even stood by while we said our prayer and then boomed out "Amen!!!".

"We gotta give her a huge tip.", I whispered to Travis.

When the waitress brought us our bill, she paused, the check fluttering in her hand above us.

"I just don't feel right about giving you this bill." she said. "I'm going to pay it myself."

I was stunned. I know waitresses at the Waffle House make very little. I'm sure she had her own family to take care of, yet she insisted on paying our bill. We tried to give her a tip and she wouldn't even let us do that. She didn't have much, but she was giving to us, to me, the big whiner. She wasn't complaining that things were tough. No, she was thinking of someone besides herself.

"I just feel led to do this.", she insisted, over and over, as she hugged us good-bye, like a long-lost friend.

I felt so humbled. God was certainly giving me a good kick in the pants. Our sweet waitress sure brought out the sun for me that day.

The girls are going to make her cards and I think I may order a waffle and pay her $30 for it.

Maybe she would like some chicken casserole?

10 comments:

  1. What a wonderful story and such a great waitress. She does deserve a huge tip. Or perhaps flowers? Maybe we should ALL send her flowers? That would be fun. ;o)

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  2. The amazing love of God at the Waffle House!

    Peace!

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  3. An angel disguised as a waitress in a Waffle House. Awesome:)

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  4. Don't you just love how God humbles and blesses us at the same time? What a wonderful waitress! You're pretty amazing too, my friend! ;)

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  5. More proof that God is EVERYWHERE!!!! And he knows our every need! (((HUGS))) from RI!

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  6. Wow, that's an amazing story!
    On the crockpot note... I too have made many crockpot disaster meals but I finally have 2 recipes (taco chili & pot roast with carrots/potatoes) that seem to be fool proof and taste yummy. If you need recipes for either of these dishes I'd be happy to share.

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  7. You crack me up!!! I dont always respond but I want you to know you always make me smile...You are my inspiration!!

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  8. Waffle Houses have the best waitresses. Tell Anastasia that in some countries, like Spain and Korea, the burnt part of the rice is considered the best part and kids fight over it.

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