If most people leave their heart in San Francisco, I am certain I left my stomach in New York City and I mean that in the best way possible.   I have a special relationship with the City after spending 3 years of my early adulthood living on Long Island NY and I was no stranger to the culinary wonders that awaited me when I adventured there for a girls week holiday.  After  a very long day of travel my friends and I finally made it to our hotel at about 9pm on the first day of our trip. Flight from Toronto had been delayed and put a pin in our original plan to go to a karaoke bar after finding dinner of some sort. We were tired and starving in a city with too many choices when you are that tired and hungry. We did the only natural thing we could, head to the big shiny watering hole across the street called " The Smith" We were right downtown in Manhattan on 27th and Broadway so the restaurant was hopping at 9 pm on a Monday night. We were greeted with warm service ...

  Whistlin' Waffle is somewhat of an oddity in eateries.  Located in Willows Farm Market and Garden Centre , it enjoys shared space with kitschy home and garden shops, a food market, a clothing store, and a couple other whimsical businesses.  This waffle place has a couple other quirks as well. It has a vague, almost indiscernible, asian theme. Aside from the waffles (I'll get to those later), Whistlin' Waffle offers only a few side dishes consisting of spring rolls, edamame, deep fried fish dumplings and (of course) waffle fries. Drink offerings include a focus on bubble teas.   The atmosphere upon entering the establishment is stark, with barely any embellishments or decorations. A hard floor and plain wood veneer diner tables fill the echoey dining room, yet behind and around the counter is a clutter of dry erase boards, small appliances and various hand written cards and notes on bubble tea and waffle toppings.  A strange juxtaposition of an old school d...