Lost in the Sauce.
Updated: Apr 2
My first hit was on a Saturday… I was in Tennessee, driving down what I’d consider a country road… well my wife to be was driving, it was a cool autumn afternoon, so we had all four windows down in the Town and Country… I think it was the smell that first pulled me in, my fiancé with one eyebrow higher than the other, said she’d heard of it before… I had 8 pieces my first day, my first try; my finance the same… within the week we were up to twelve at a time each… We increased to twice a day.
To this day I can’t fight the cravings …thinking back, the fact that it was on a Saturday only increased the addiction… because the next day it was like we were cut off… The same packed lot from just the day before was absolutely desolate; we later found out why, but by then it was too late. I think looking back at it all, the whole time we kept wondering.... how they get the waffle fries like that… and the batter… I mean those nuggets gotta be covered in cake!