Yeah, it's a knockoff that won't understand my desire for "scattered, covered, chunked, and diced with Tabasco," but it's close, so the Waffle Shoppe is an excellent idea for Lindsay, Mark, and me


Because I'm mean, I take some shots of Mark talking, without his knowledge.  They're cool ...


... see?


And speaking of Buddha, here's the Waffle Shoppe's own golden boy.  As they see me moving toward Buddha with my camera, Lindsay and Mark sneak behind the counter while the staff isn't looking, eager to have fame from this moment.