Home cooked fries and childhood memories
It has been years since I've fried French fries but every time I do, I can't help but remember one summer that we stayed with our grandmother. I was somewhere between 6 & 7 years old and there was a bag of potatoes in the pantry that was bigger than me. My older cousin Barbara fried potatoes for us for every meal I think...
And, I could eat them as fast as she could fry them. We ate the entire bag and boy were we in trouble when the adults found out... Lol