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You haven't lived...and you will die an unsatisfied, unfulfilled, shell of a person, if you haven't, after an evening of drunken debauchery, visited a Waffle House at 3am and ordered smothered, covered, topped, and countrified hashbrowns with a buttermilk waffle on the side (extra points if you go All The Way). Seriously, don't even try to pretend that you have achieved anything in your life until you've given that order to one of the nicest, or possibly trashiest, waitresses on God's green Earth.
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I had never experienced Waffle House until moving to North Carolina. To me this was like a run down diner like you see in movies where the waitress has three teeth and you might get stabbed if the guy in the other booth doesn't like the way you look.
My favorite part of Waffle House is the job application where is asks to
list all prior convictions, rather than
if you have any convictions. Tells you the kind of people you're dealing with.
Great place for some questionable food at 3 am however.