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My mom still has it in her kitchen cabinet somewhere, but I grew up on Mickey Mouse waffles – pancakes were on the frying pan or Grandma’s griddle and always made using a can of cheap beer – but every single waffle was in the shape of Mickey Mouse’s face and I rarely have had a regular looking waffle in my life. (Nowadays they look like Texas)

The waffle iron in this picture looks like the one we had (again it’s a old model).

The ritual was you always ate the ears first, cut the rest into quarters or sixths, and the most syrup was always in the nose. Syrup of course a lingonberry or boysenberry or blackberry.