a little late to the party

Apparently, the rest of Greater Cincinnati and Northern Kentucky discovered the world's best waffles this summer. Polly told me about Jean-Francois Flechet's fabulous Belgian waffles this summer, then she wrote about him in the Life section. But I never managed to nab a Taste from Belgium during my weekend farmers market trips. I've been missing out.
Fred and I grabbed lattes from Pike Street Press last Sunday before doing some Christmas shopping in the Gateway Quarter. (Park+Vine, Mica 12/v and City Roots had their first Sunday hours; Metronation is open Sundays starting this weekend.)
We hadn't eaten breakfast, so each had a waffle, which Fred thought would surely not be enough food to sustain him through a day of shopping.
I'm hooked. That waffle was the single-best sweet I've eaten in a long time. I'm usually not a fan of really sweet treats, but WOW!
Again, I know I'm a few months late. By now, the waffles are served in coffee shops, restaurants and markets across the region. Better late than never, I suppose.
What else have I been missing out on? What are you eating that I'm not?