"And in the morning, I'm makin' waffles!"

After a pleasant Shabbat full of new things - a new crockpot (yay chulent!), a different shul (yay mediocrity!) - we hung out with some Binghamton friends-and-spouses at Ben Yehuda, which was filled with more Birthright children; they seem to have multiplied since Friday, leading us to believe they are either Gremlins that got wet or some sort of fast-replicating amoeba/bacteria. On the way home we stopped off at the Waffle Bar a short way from our apartment, and introduced ourselves to a delicious friend. We're not sure why there aren't all-night waffle joints that also serve liquor and play techno music in North America, but if someone gives us the capital we'll put in the work to make it happen. It is well worth it.