“One waffle, please”, I croaked. Just two steps from the door to the counter, the guy running tiny Corbet’s Cabin barely looked up when I trudged in. Ruddy skin, chapped lips and wild eyes topped off by a black stocking hat, a bright orange bulky backpack and beat up hiking boots, he saw my type several times a day.
Scott McGee, my Exum guide during the preparatory mountaineering course, recommended for the two days prior to the start of the Grand climb I take the tram to the top of Rendezvous Mountain, do some light hiking, take a book, and breathe the air that was noticeably absent at 10,500 feet,,, for 4 hours each day. “No one ever does what I tell them, but trust me, it’ll help when you get above 13,000 feet.” “Oh, and, load up on carbs. It’ll be easy to do. Corbet’s has this waffle thing.”
This climb was at the upper end of my physical abilities and I had, and would continue, to do whatever the experts suggested would help. Loading up on carbs would be the easy part.
“What topping?” the gentleman asked. He didn’t wait, “there’s Nutella, strawberry preserves, and brown sugar butter.” Darn. Only two days but 3 toppings. “I’ll have Nutella today. Tomorrow I’ll try the strawberry preserves.” He turned to the blackened, blistering waffle iron behind him. I took another step, swung off the backpack and submitted onto a wooden bench.
I expected a waffle. Flat. And a plastic fork. What I got was this brown edged, crunchy on the outside, dense but light and moist cake-like on the inside, slathered with Nutella and folded over,, waffle sandwich. The slight saltiness from the oiled crust, the mild sweetness of the soft interior, the hazelnut and chocolate sublimity of the Nutella all collided, then burst on my energy bar deadened tongue.
Wrapped in parchment paper, its heft involuntarily lowered my arm from chest high to waist high when the hand off was made. It was hard to eat with a smile that big.
The best thing about this culinary experience? It can easily be duplicated at home. Trust me.

Photography Tip: strawberry preserves photograph better than Nutella.


If you liked this post, some of my previous Travel & Taste Buds’ posts might be equally entertaining:
Oklahoma Fried Potatoes & Rocket Science
Solo Road Trip’s Basic Food Groups (anything but basic)
For more delectable photographs and discussions of food around the world (and not necessarily at the top of it), check out Wanderfood Wednesday at Wanderlust and Lipstick.





I admire your restraint – I think that on one of the days I may have had two. After all, he did say to load up on carbs…
Comment by Mara — October 9, 2009 @ 8:11 pm
I’m like Pops on this one, Mmmm…Mmmm Good, that’s what those Strawberry Preserves Waffles look like, Mmmm…Mmmm Good
Comment by Lisa — October 9, 2009 @ 6:19 pm
Where’s a picture of the Coluoir?
Comment by Trev — October 9, 2009 @ 12:37 pm
Clay Mama,
Nutella is a ready-made hazelnut/chocolate spread. You should be able to find it on the aisle that has peanut butter. Then again, you may have to drive to Dallas for it. LOL
Comment by Tammie Dooley — October 7, 2009 @ 7:49 pm
Ahhhhhh, I get it now – why you climb.
You do it so you have a method by which to burn off the Nutella. ROFL
I just ate and now I want one. š
Comment by Lisa at Wanderlust Women — October 7, 2009 @ 6:41 pm
wow, those waffles… like the other com mentors, you have inspired hunger in me!
Comment by Toby — October 7, 2009 @ 2:01 pm
I’m reading this early morning, and a hunger pain just stabbed me. I have no need to load up on carbs………..wonder if the ‘guide’ would tell me that if I promised to do 20 minutes on the machine this morning???? I’m salivating and it’s messing with my keyboard! Do you have a recipe for Nutella spread? Please.
Comment by Clay Mama — October 7, 2009 @ 7:35 am
Mmmm…Mmmm…Mmmm Good! I hope you hurry back for the Brown Sugar Butter. Something that good is worth 11,000 feet! Climb on…or should I say dine on…..
Comment by Pops — October 6, 2009 @ 9:59 pm