I was watching the NCAA games at a bar the other night, and I was hell bent on not getting fries with my wrap. This place had a lot of healthier options, but then I saw "buffalo fries," I just had to know what they were. I asked, and they're just fries smothered in buffalo sauce. I could tell by the look on the face of the waitress that they were killer.
So, I broke my no fried foods rule, ordered the buffalo fries, and yes, they were incredible. Oh, and then I washed it down with a deep fried snickers.
I have to go.
My Ab Roller wants to pick a fight . . .
