So versatile
I could eat them with mustard
Or ketchup or mayo
Sometimes, I’d have them with ranch
They were good by themselves
Or with a meal
But the way I loved them best
Was between two slices of white bread
With miracle whip smeared on one side
Yummy
Mama, can you fry me up some taters
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Omgggggg I loveeeeeeeeee French fries!!! But I've never had them with bread before. Gotta try it one day. Loved your poem!
Simply love french fries 🍟..but my Mayo must be sweet and tangy to tantalise my taste buds..
Now that's a use for French fries I've not come across before. As a kid, I always liked to get French fries with chicken nuggets & ask for every kind of dipping sauce they had.
I believe Belgians favour mayo, I like brown sauce or ketchup (or is it catsup)
I will share my fries with you but only after I can have mine with catsup. LOVE THIS!