Our love story isn't a candlelit dinner or a sweeping romantic movie; it's even better. It all started at Waffle House, where the smell of bacon and hash browns was as strong as coffee. It all starts with a simple night out with friends at Waffle House - just a midnight snack, good company, and no idea that life was about to change. (Thanks, Hayze, for the connection). Once Waffle House was wrapped up, we decided to hit the back roads, music up, window down, just talking and laughing with friends. By the time the sun came up, it was clear this wasn't just another late-night waffle run- it was the start of a love story better than any menu item. (but don't worry, waffles will always have a special place in our hearts)