The saga continues. Today, I had another chocolate bunny (well, actually chocolate flavored but I don't want to get into what THAT means right now). I also had another box of Peeps, and a piece of dry chocolate cake.
However, what I really wanted was some french fries--crispy, golden fries. I went the the store today to make good on a promise to recreate a yummy fry recipe I got from America's Test Kitchen. However, I just did not feel up to carrying a 10 pound bag of potatoes and a gallon of peanut oil home. It's raining, y'all. Plus, I did not feel like cutting 10 pounds of potatoes either.
So, instead of coming home and getting to work on that paper, I googled french fries and vending machines. And low and behold, they EXIST! As in, I put in my money and a few moments later, a batch of hot and crispy fires are at my fingertips.