Posted by Ron Coleman on August 21, 2008
Teenage son (reaching for French fry): I think this turns out to be one of the best inventions ever, huh.
Teenage son: French fries.
Me: I guess. Especially when you adjust for all other possible French inventions.
Teenage son: I guess, yeah.
Me: Thing is, it’s a little like Chinese food, you know? When you order them, and when you first sit down with them, you can’t believe how great it’s going to be. Then halfway through you realize you’re eating the stuff, but you’re not enjoying them at all.
Teenage son: Yeah…
Me: But you do keep eating them, because they are that good. But by the time you’re down to the skinny overcooked little ones, you’re disgusted with yourself. You don’t ever want to see another French fry.
Teenage son: Guess you’re right.
Me: Sometimes. But I’m still eating them, aren’t I?