Once upon a time, if you drove from Chicago to Detroit, shortly after passing the now closed Farmer Friday’s Haunted Market (“Visit Fred’s meat market and it’s unbeatable prices. Like we say, you just can’t beat Fred’s meat. And don’t miss our terrifying life size replica of Marilyn Monroe”) you would begin to enter Michigan hill country. One day I rounded the bend and saw on a 40’ billboard covered in giant red sequins with these words (in giant silver sequin) “Beware, now entering waffle country” the unexplainable dread I felt while driving past waffle shop after waffle shop is still with me to this day.
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