Good morning Cape Breton.
Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home.
Last night, the Big Guy was going to make some home fries. They were having fish for supper and fries goes very well with fish.
The Big Guy had a thought, what if, instead of fries, he makes waffles fries. He has done them in the past. They are not hard to do. Just take patience.
Except it's a new slicer. He didn't make waffle fries, he ended up making dollar fries with ridges on them.
Except as he was looking at them, he got a thought.
He ended up making thick cut, ridges, potatoe chips.
As much as I begged Tonya to have some, she didn't give me any. I drooled quite a bit too. Hoping that would help.
She didn't want to eat everything that the Big Guy had made, so she put them in the fridge so that she could bring them to work today.
We will have to see if the "crispy" ness is gone out of the chips. She did put them in the fridge. Then, today, when she is at work, she will be putting them into the microwave, obviously to heat up her fish.
I guess we will find out what happens, when she gets home tonight.
Your Blast From the Past
Your Daily Video - Max our Bernese Mountain Dog Tonya takes over the pool
Bye bye fur now
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