I wondered what you'd have on the side with a plate of Deep Fried Anxiety. Pickles? Coleslaw? Potato-strychnine mash?
The French fried potato has become an inescapable horror in almost every public eating place in the country. 'French fries', say the menus, but they are not French fries any longer. They are a furry-textured substance with the taste of plastic wood.
I make a good fried chicken.
First, a gorgeous breakfast: just everything you can imagine from flapjacks and fried squirrel to hominy grits and honey in the comb. . . we're so impatient to get at the presents we can't eat a mouthful.
Mr Leopold Bloom ate with relish the inner organs of beasts and fowls. He liked thick giblet soup, nutty gizzards, a stuffed roast heart, liverslices fried with crustcrumbs, fried hencods' roes. Most of all he liked grilled mutton kidneys which gave to his palate a fine tang of faintly scented urine.
Fried Oreos. What were we talking about before? That's pregnancy-brain for ya! Ha ha ha ha!
I love the smell of fried chicken.
I like a new clean book, freshly bound, particularly when I am the first to read it. I like dirty books - where other people have been before me, slipping fried eggs between the pages as markers - rather less.
You don't want to make a steady diet of just lettuce. You don't want to make a steady diet of fried chicken.
I’m confiscating your hair dryer—you’ve fried your brain.
Nothing makes me happy quite like a boatload of freshly fried fast food, smothered in good old MSG.
Avoid fried foods, which angry up the blood.
Now that healthcare is guaranteed, I'm frying everything I eat. Fried food and cigarettes.
What exactly is a french before it's fried?
I really love fried chicken.
The first time I met Beyonce she was about 18 years old, sitting in a makeup chair eating fried chicken, and I knew it was only a matter of time before everyone would know her name.
I did toy with the idea of doing a cook-book. . . . I think a lot of people who hate literature but love fried eggs would buy it if the price was right.
I left it with a warmer,” he said drily. Because war mages ate their fried chicken frozen to the ground and they liked it.
In Pakistan anti-American protesters set a Kentucky Fried chicken restaurant on fire. The protesters mistakenly thought they were attacking high-ranking U. S. military official Colonel Sanders.
I suck at all this supernatural stuff. But I fry a mean chicken. Oh, good. I hate it when the nice ones get fried.
