When I started grad school I used to go to the same Waffle House every Sunday evening in Durham, NC. After a few weeks the waitress or cook on shift at that time would notice _when I pulled into the parking lot_ and start making my memorized order (All-star: eggs over medium, bacon, grits, dry white toast, regular waffle). They were awesome people. One day I walked in the door and 12 minutes later I was on my way home (not to-go). It's an incredible restaurant.