I know. It's so bad but really...so good. Their french fries...love. And I delight in the fact that I see the hard at work, freshly scrubbed, back to the future 1950's worker cutting the potatoes as I slowly do the drive through thang to collect the steaming hot, salty, and just what I'm craving french fries. Along with my Diet Coke.
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Sometimes this kind of food is all that will do - nothing like good fries and a diet coke, xv.
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