Home of the Snarkmaiden

Oh my yes. My mother had a recipe that rose overnight in the fridge -- frequently to a state of waterfall -- that we ate with strawberries and whipped cream. It was a recipe that made the rounds after the Seattle World's Fair with a story that would have lighted every light at Snopes had there been such at a site at the time. It had yeast and sour cream in it if I remember right. No egg whites. You made it the day before and left it in the fridge to rise in a much, much, much bigger bowl than you thought you'd need, beat it down the next day and then put it in the waffle iron. (No folding in of egg whites.) It may not have met your platonic ideal, but it was better than most of the waffles on the cave walls.