“This had been his place for 16,767 mornings. None ever felt like this”
If you haven’t yet read the story of the closing of The Waffle House in Bloomington, Indiana. Take a few minutes; it’s an absolute must
The bittersweet tale of changing times and the lives that are affected, written by an Indiana University senior Jessica Contrara, as she paid homage to the end of a local establishment
Instead of focusing on the aroma of the waffles
She went out and talked to the regulars. Caring enough to learn the stories of those who had made Waffle House a part of their routine
What an intimate slice of life
If you have a favorite coffee shop/haunt/dive bar that is all yours, you can’t help but relate
It was all about walking into a place where the fastest moving thing would be the coffee pouring into your cup.
No matter what was going on in the world outside, no matter how your life was changing the Waffle House would be there. Along with the smell, fake plants and ceiling cracks
Always open, always the same
The story can be found at the Indiana Daily’s website
xoxo
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[…] The End of the Waffle House – If you went to Bloomington back when I did and you ever needed caffeine and grease at three in the morning, you probably remember this place, which unfortunately closed in 2013 and is probably now a bunch of condos. […]