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We make it back to our old haunt on Saint Simons: Frankie G's Island
Diner. The big draw for us are the homemade potato chips, dripping in
bleu cheese, cheddar cheese and white gravy.
A single serving overwhelms a large dinner plate. And us. We can't eat
it all. Still, we manage to pack away enough to make the evening jaunt
with the dogs less of a workout and more of a waddle and roll.
1 comment:
... that sounds delectable. sure, it'll probably give you a heart attack, but at least you'll go down satisfied.
love you!
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