Waffles

When we eat waffles at home, my dad always makes them. There is a waffle iron here in the dining hall always available for use. I used it only once, last September or maybe October. It has a loud "beep" to signal that the waffle you are trying to make yourself is finished cooking-though that is not always the case...they often get stuck to the top half of the waffle iron. I do enjoy eating waffles, so you may wonder why I never eat them here. After all, having something that I enjoy for a meal would give me something nice for a bit, would it not? perhaps, but waffles are special. they are a family thing, and so eating them here seems wrong. so I don't, that way I have another thing to look forward to when I go home. Also, the syrup here is the artificial kind-which I acutllay used to like better than real maple syrup, but now I miss the real stuff. At home, we always have pure maple syrup because that's what my dad loves. My sister and I used to wish we had the artificial syrup, but now I am perfectly happy with what we get.
(Thanks to my best friend for the inspiration for this)