There’s an awesome burger food truck/pop-up on Montlake. They do “smashed” burgers and the best fries I have ever tasted.
I don’t remember when we started giving Binky fries. I wish I did. That’s why I’m writing so many of these little vignettes. Because I know I’ve forgotten too much already.
Now that he’s gone, I don’t think I can ever eat those fries again. I’m not sure I can eat any fries again. I guess that’s one way to eat healthier. Not the way I wanted.
Our boy LOVED fries.
I’d eat part of one, then give him the rest. He didn’t have any teeth, so he couldn’t eat the really crunchy ones. But I’d bite off the crunchy ends and give him the soft parts.
He’d smack at them with his giant toothless jaws and he wanted another one the very SECOND the previous one was gone.
I was going to end this post with a lament. I have over 2500 photos in the Cat album on my iPhone, and none of them of Binky eating French Fries. But then I found a video. It’s kind of hard to see that he’s actually eating a french fry, but there it is.