If you find something that will help you as a trumpet player or musician in this post, then a hearty congratulations is well deserved. Nonetheless, this is what is on my mind, and that is what blogging is all about (even lame, I’m-writing-from-under-a-rock trumpet blogging)!

So seriously, did I miss something? When did fast food french fries become terrible? Today I made a rare trip to McDonald’s and ordered one of the standard combos (no, I didn’t Supersize, thankfully). Now, one of the only reasons I would ever want to have fast food in the first place, outside of pure speed or convenience, is to have the fries. But today, the fries simply sucked. How disappointing is that? Then I started thinking about it…

Every time I have gone to any kind of fast food restaurant in recent memory, the fries have been awful. Now, I have always known that fries are terrible for me, but I used to love them anyway. Now they just seem to be plain bad. Obviously, this is likely just a run of bad luck or perhaps a problem with the Miami chapter of the French Fry Chefs of America. But whatever the problem is, it is not a good situation. As an American citizen, one of our natural born — if not God-given — rights is to be able to pick up good french fries wherever and whenever we please. We have populated virtually every busy street corner in the country into an opportunity for french fry consumption, and now, at least for me, that opportunity has become more like punishment.

Hopefully, wherever you are, your situation is much better . Hopefully you can still wheel through the drive-thru, pick up a nice hot bag of crisp on the outside, mushy on the inside, perfectly salted fries, and roll down the road in complete bliss. Next time you do, take a moment to be thankful for the things you have. Some people in this wide world aren’t so fortunate, and it is important to remember that as you drop one perfectly prepared fry down the crack beside your seat.

§ 2 Responses to “Who Ruined French Fries?”

• Dan Satterwhite says:

  June 29, 2006 at 8:36 pm

  I couldn’t agree with you more, Craig. The food police have finally screwed up one of the last remaining fast food pleasures on earth. Trans-fat my butt. However, you are very close to some of the best fries in the country at Anthony Bordain’s restaurant in Coral Gables: Les Halles. While not fast food, they are truly remarkable, and the prices in general at this restaurant are very reasonable for a really first class meal.

  Dan
• trumpetgirl612 says:

  July 17, 2006 at 12:53 am

  i agree
  and i can pretend to find a way to help trumpet players with this one
  if it ain’t broke dont fix it
  and dont fool around with something good–itll end up like a bag of mushy tasteless fries