Yep, how could I live with myself if I failed to acknowledge Waffle Day in one of my obscure holiday posts? After all, I think we can all agree that few things in life are so worthy of praise as waffles. In fact, waffles are so deserving that they actually have two holidays all to themselves–International Waffle Day and National Waffle Day, August 24th. Today’s version of the holiday originated in Sweden and is called “Våffeldagen.” According to the website I found it on, this day “was also considered the start of spring in Sweden and Europe. It became a custom for Swedish families to celebrate the two events by making waffles on this day.” So there you have it–waffles bring families closer together.
In case you’re wondering about the other waffle day in August, it was founded in order to celebrate the patenting of the waffle iron by Cornelius Swarthout of Troy, New York on August 24, 1869. Can you believe waffle irons have been around for that long? Apparently, waffles themselves have been around for even longer, dating back to the 1300s in Greece (although they were topped with cheese and herbs then, because sadly, pancake syrup wasn’t around). Also, did I say there were only two waffle holidays? Sorry, I meant three, because there’s also a separate day simply called “Waffle Iron Day” on June 29th. In any case, it’s clear waffles get a lot of love.
But does that love equate to poetry? Typing “waffle” into the Poetry Foundation’s search bar didn’t net me much, so I decided to take a different approach this week. Rather than trying to find classic or well-written poems on the subject, I just went for some fun ones. How about beginning with a poem written by the Waffle House itself (posted on its Facebook page):
“Waffle House” by Waffle House
Waffle House Waffle House
We are home grownWhere the Customer is king
And every booth is a throneWaffle House Waffle House
Home away from homeScattered Smothered Covered Diced
The All-Star zoneWaffle House Waffle House
New home of the Toddle HouseCome one come all
Bring the whole family outWaffle House Waffle House
We’re here 24/7Bert’s Chili, Alice’s Tea
Welcome to heaven
It’s a good thing heaven’s open 24/7 (and during most major natural disasters). But if the waffle house poem doesn’t satisfy your craving for waffle tributes, how about this hilarious entry (it’s long, but trust me, it won’t take long to read):
I have an Urge for Waffles
Wake up in the morning
Something smells good
It’s just pancakes and eggs
And I’m not in the mood
I want something FUNKY
And weird looking too
I WANT
WAFFLES!
Can’t get enough
WAFFLES!
They taste so yummy
WAFFLES!
They fill my tummy
WAFFLES!
Chocolate chips melting
Smells inviting
Its for breakfast
But WHAT THE HEY!
IT’S DINNER TOO!
And I say…
I have an urge for…
WAFFLES!
Oh so funny
WAFFLES!
They make me happy
WAFFLES!
My one desire
WAFFLES!
I’ll roast over an open fire
I WANT WAFFLES!
Don’t give me a pancake
I’ll just break the plate!
Don’t give me an egg
I’ll just beg!
Don’t give me cereal
Yea I’m for real!
JUST GIVE ME…
WAFFLES!
OH THEY TASTE SO GOOD!
I JUST WANNA BITE!
C’MON JUST ONE LITTLE BITE!
DON’T LEAVE ME HANGING!
GIVE ME MY…
WAFFLES!
I WANT MY WAFFLES
NO! NOW! I WANT THEM NOW!
GIVE ME MY…
WAFFLES!
~YEA~
ur still reading this? Go make my waffles!
No! Make them now!
Yes now! Did I stutter?
I WANT WAFFLES!
Well, I think that pretty much sums up most people’s opinions on waffles. So what are you waiting for! Go get some! And perhaps use them as inspiration for your own creative waffle poetry.
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