Salty Lemons

March 18, 2011

A good french fry.

When I come across a good one, I will remember it. I love fries but do not eat them too often for obvious reasons. The Swede and I called up friends with the intent to catch up over coffee and dessert. We chose a local spot, home to the salty lemonade. When we got there, The Swede was the only one who ended up getting dessert. I looked thoroughly through the display cases at the gorgeous offerings, but in the end decided on fries. Sounds boring but nine times of out ten, I will favor savory foods. AND a good fry is underestimated. (Once in a great while, I indulge in fries from the unmentionable Mc...)

I also abandoned my plan to get coffee and went for a gingerade instead. They were out so I contemplated getting salty lemonade ("sea salt lemonade" to them). But I could not bring myself to order it although I promised to give it another try. Instead I settled for an iced tea. One of our friends had the blueberry banana pancakes that came with a side of strawberry butter. The pancakes were amazing, as was the strawberry butter (of course). They tasted "homemade." I think that is what keeps me going back to Astor Bake Shop, the "homemade" feeling--in the food and the simplicity of the décor.

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