i've said before that we don't always eat superfancy gourmet shit. i try to eat healthily, most of the time. then there are times when i come home late from work after a full day of stupidity and impromptu meetings, and the last thing i want is to really cook. all i want to do is stuff my face full of french fries.
yesterday afternoon, i had a hairdresser appointment which took fourteen billion hours because i'm at that age where gray is not an acceptable color choice for someone who gets carded regularly. by the time i got home, i was famished and the boy was too. so what did we eat? a steak-umm sandwich.
with american cheese slices.
and Ore-Ida fries.
today, back to healthy.
but i do love me some fries.