My husband I and drove to my parent’s house yesterday for dinner. My sister decided to cook homemade french fries to serve with bbq chicken.
I haven’t had french fries since we went on our no dining out hiatus – or any fried food for that matter. I’m terrified of burning myself so I eat a lot of salad and oven baked chicken.
I was in the living room playing with my nieces and nephews when I smelled the intoxicating goodness of hot oil. I ran to the kitchen and on the stove was a cookie sheet loaded with hot fresh french fries.
Oh how I miss french fries. I don’t eat them much but going 30 days without them… well… I miss ‘em.
Thanks to my sister for dishing up the unhealthiest food known to man.
So how is the hiatus going? Um… good?