My friend Emily is in town for the weekend, so after work today, we found a diner near my apartment.
I’ve only been to this place three times at most, but I seemed to recall the food was edible.
Em hadn’t eaten, so she actually got a real meal, but I wasn’t that hungry. I opted to get an appetizer instead.
I ordered fries.
What I got was a mountain of fries. An impenetrable fortress of fry-dom. As soon as I saw it, I knew there was no way I would eat all of it. I ate what I could and the waitress came back to see if I wanted to take them home.
No, thank you. I wouldn’t even finish those in a year.
This caused Em to laugh at me, which lead to looking at “this is why you’re fat.”
Portion sizes are not even right, y’all.
Now I’m gonna have a food baby FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE!!!!!