"Pull over there," grunts Branch, nodding to The Pancake and Waffle Hause which stands proudly on the side of highway jammed with retail establishments: Mattress Stores, Vitamin Shoppes, Strip Malls, and Donut Joints. You take a sudden right into the parking lot of The Pancake and Waffle Hause. The architecture harkens back to Olde Germany. You think about Hitler as the car crawls the lot looking for a space. "Hurry up and park!," demands an aggravated Branch. You understand. Branch has been dieting for months, and his placing at the big contest hasn't helped matters. You pull into a random space and the two of you exit the car and start walking towards The Pancake and Waffle Hause and the delectable confections waiting inside.
