Poor old Biloxi was all but destroyed by Hurricane Katrina, and there is many a vacant lot along East Beach to show for it.
Perhaps the most notable of these is where a Waffle House once stood. I have crossed paths with this delicatessen of evil before, so I bore it little sympathy. As you can see, the sign still stands, like some dormant yet virulent root just waiting for the season to turn.
No, Waffle Houses are not built by men: they rise from beneath the surface of the earth, along with their servants, like the minions of Mordor.
