French fries

I’m not a nutritionist or anything — I’m not looking at calories — but I am trying to walk a line that’s at least better than chicken tenders and French fries, you know what I mean?

In-N-Out fans looking to satisfy a craving for a strawberry milkshake, pink lemonade or ketchup-drenched french fries might soon notice something a bit different.

Martinis are flowing and skinny French fries are arriving on small plates.

As Salon contributor and former congressional staffer Mike Lofgren observes in a memorable column this weekend, that was also when Rep. Bob Ney, a soon-to-be-disgraced Ohio Republican, decreed that French fries would henceforward be called “freedom fries” in the House cafeteria.

As a former House of Representatives staff member, I recall with some bemusement the 2003 edict by the chairman of the House Administration Committee, Bob Ney, that in the House cafeterias, French fries would henceforth be labeled “freedom fries” in light of French President Jacques Chirac bailing on George W. Bush’s Middle East crusade.