A Nostalgic Dinner

We watched cartoons as the smell of food being sauteed and fried came wafting in the living room. My stomach rumbled in anticipation of the meal that was about to be shared.

Wait.

What’s that?

Fried potatoes?

Oh man.

After each dish was set on the table, I couldn’t help but think, oh my goodness, that’s my favorite. No, that’s my favorite. And so is that.

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