The precarious state of French fries.

The French. They take their French fries. Seriously. Even in their finest restaurants. They often come with the main course. Here in America, I always thought of French fries as gauche. In bad taste. The inelegant way to prepare a potato. The suave and sophisticated and health-conscious would rather have an Idaho baked potato. In France, however, one automatically becomes a patriot. By ordering French fries. Once I naively thought that French fries were an American invention. Dubbed French, as a favor to France. For giving us the Statue of Liberty. But times have changed. France has fallen out of political favor. With the likes of Donald Trump. He’s for replacing the traditional French fry with something called the Freedom fry. But let’s face it. The French fry is here to stay.  No matter what Trump or anyone calls it. --Jim