“A French-Fried Fiasco,” by Mary Catherine Owen
“I am so sick of French fries,” she suddenly remarked, and I looked up from my menu in surprise. “I mean, honestly, why have they become the be-all, end-all of restaurant side dishes? There’s nothing...
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He sits alone, eating his lunch with rapid, determined motions. Once one bite of food has been thoroughly chewed, his fingers fly up with another morsel, wasting no time in useless swallowing and...
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