Grow your own potatoes.
It is a shame that an American industry can enforce a civil matter for citizens of a different country who don’t even *have* piracy laws like we do.
I think this would be an excellent way to order food. The chef designs your meal based on words you select for four different characteristics, including emotional state. Awesome.
Remember Elements of Style in English 1010? Some good arguments about how it was just fluffy ego pulp.
In an unexpected reversal of events, people are now eating ‘land kittens’ because of PETA’s successful campaign to call fish ’sea kittens’.
I have to give mad props to Iggy’s Sports Grill.
In the middle of my shift last night, I developed a craving for french fries. I don’t mean any of that Mac Donald’s or Wendy’s shite. I wanted to sit at a table and eat fries until I was ready to explode. I asked for some feedback on twitter and received a few responses. I also called my previous employer City Cab. Want to know anything about a city? Call the local cab company.
Suggestions included:
My first instinct was to go to The Bayou because I had sweet potato fries at this place in Provo called Guru’s or something. I can’t quite remember the name. Sweet potato fries are delicious.
Then somebody mentioned battered fries at Iggy’s and I decided that I must have them. I went to Iggy’s website and it was atrocious. The website takes more than thirty seconds to load, it is strictly flash based, and there is no link for me to go to a regular html site. Negative points for Iggy’s. After feeling like I no longer wanted to do business with them, I called them up and soon realized that finding french fries at eight in the morning may be a more difficult task than I first had realized. Iggy’s did not open until eleven.
I was down about this for a bit. Went home. Pouted around my apartment for a minute. Had a discussion with houseguest Jenn involving what we use to fill that hole. You know what I’m talking about. Things like chocolate or ice-cream or candy. I’ve quit smoking recently. I also have emotional baggage that I wished to supress. Jenn got me all excited about chocolate and ice-cream but it didn’t quite satisfy my hunger until I figured out the answer. HOT FUDGE!
It had been decided. I asked her if she wanted to go on an adventure with me and get some french fries and something with hot fudge. She declined. So I called my neighbor. I only made it to “Want to go get some fries and hot fu-?” “I’ll be ready in fifteen minutes!”
Listening to some old school “Killing in the Name of”, we arrived at The Bayou. Silly me. I had forgotton that in order to eat french fries at The Bayou at eleven o’clock in the morning, I must pay for a membership. What a downer. I sighed and reached into my wallet, paying the cover charge. After sitting down and ordering coffee we have a look at the menu and THERE IS NO HOT FUDGE.
The Bayou servers were quite gracious with their return of my cover charge and accepting that the coffee was not paid for. I offered to just pay for the coffee with my cover charge and call it even, but they went the extra.
This experience told us that Iggy’s was the place to be. On the way to Iggy’s my companion learned for herself the ugliness that was Iggy’s website. I’ll have to tell you now that they more than made up for it with their clean restaurant, prompt seating, and delicious fries.
Big ego that I have, I requested the hostess sit us under the brightest light in a circular type bench seat that is the first thing you see upon entering the establishment. They had this decadent chocolate cake fudge volcano type deal on the menu and we were happy.
The dessert took so long to get to us that we no longer had any fries to dip into the ice cream and fudge. Is this a Utah thing, by the way? Or do girls everywhere love to dip their fries in chocolatey goodness? The fries were that yummy. We were going to order another batch.
This was the part where our server brought us our dessert and offered us another batch of fries ON THE HOUSE. I was in love after that point. I forgot to mention that Iggy’s starts your experience off with their house bread which is divine. Something about fresh and parmesean and there was this amazing ‘chili water’ that was sweet and had a zing at the end.
Overall, the experience was wonderful and we enjoyed ourselves. Like I said before, mad props to Iggy’s for turning my day around. I really would like to share this with others so contact me and we can make arrangements to go try out the fries and fudge experience.
P.S. I owe @candacelydia for the suggestion because I promised all you can eat fries to the person who provided me the best suggestion so she gets first dibs.