Sunday in The Hills With Waffles

All my commenting on the other thread about how badly Forest Hills could use a decent place to have a good breakfast got me to remembering that this past Sunday I finally tried that Waffle truck parked on 71st Continental. I know, I know—some readers and waffleites—will be appalled that I had never tried it before. But the fact is I have been really trying to watch my calories, especially now with my, ahem, next birthday coming up which makes me feel way too old. Anyway, I am now a true believer in the Lord in heaven and all that is holy. It was truly delicious! And most surprisingly, so freakin' light. I was expecting to feel so stuffed and it just wasn't that way at all.

 It all left me thinking that, heck, if we don't have any other place right now nearby to get an awesome breakfast, at least we have Waffles!

Busy Sunday Morning in FoHi

Boy, there's a lot going on for a Sunday morning. I think we are going to have to add a special weekend shift here at EOTC.

I'll try to type through my foggy Sunday morning brain.

Some sort of mishap with the Chase Bank at the corner of 71st Continental and Queens Blvd. The entire window was shattered and they were replacing it this morning. Either another crazy Saturday night driver or an attempted "smash and grab" heist? Or perhaps a local street youth had too much to drink and fell into the window during his drunken stumble home. I, myself, just do not know. Perhaps one of you do?

And, here, for you fanatical waffle fans, are a bunch of photos of that waffle truck you all seem to adore so much, parked for the second Sunday in a row on 71st/Continental.

And finally, another Sunday at the delightful FoHi Farmer's Market... My second breakfast this morning (I think the hobbits refer to it as "elevenses") included a blueberry muffin from Bread Alone, and an almond croissant from those guys, too. I wasn't supposed to eat the croissant, but another member of my household passed on it and I couldn't resist. Oh, I also nabbed a bunch of nectarines for the second week in a row (they were among the best I've ever had when I got them there last weekend), and some local honey.

Update: Someone tweeted me that a homeless man smashed the window of the bank. Not sure yet how they know. Trying to find out.

Also, I forgot to mention earlier that I noticed Piu Bello (or Biu Bella, as someone said they are called now) is open again after being shut by the health inspectors. That's one restaurant that has nine lives if I ever saw one.