Quotes About Waffle iron

A waffle is like a pancake with a syrup trap.

Her hand rooted in her purse and produced a roll of Tums. That purse was like the stomach of Jaws—she was always pulling out a pair of sunglasses, a new shade of lipstick, a waffle iron.

Though her husband often went on business trips, she hated to be left alone. "I've solved your problem," he said. "I've bought you a St. Bernard. Its name is Great Reluctance. Now, when I go away, you shall know that I am leaving you with Great Reluctance!" She hit him with a waffle iron.