Waffle House

Where the beer flows like wine and women flock like the salmon of Capistrano.

YHC had a hankering for a chicken & egg white omelette with mushrooms, peppers, onions, and tomato.

The location was set.

Start time: 0500 (unless you’re Foosball and like to be running half nekkid by 0415 and scare all the party-goers drowning their inebriated sorrows in greasy WaHo breakfast food around 4am after a long night of partying. )

Simple route: north to rope mill park, out and back. Somehow it is up-hill both ways but no snow.

YHC will have to save this one for a redux come January…