Mmmmm... tater tots.
Oh, I get it. It's like you get beef from a big cow and you get veal from a little cow, only tater tots aren't cow at all, only golden, crispy balls of deliciousness made from baby potatoes. I hope they're humanely raised. Do they stun 'em before dropping them in the boiling hot oil? I don't care, I'm going to find some and eat them!!!
I love tater tots! As long as they're taken down humanely and don't feel the heat of the pot, I'm fine with it. Sometimes it's hard to decide whether to eat the tots or French fries. I just play Solomon and eat both.:)
Jen - I might have to hit Sonic for lunch.Neil - No potatoes were harmed in the writing of this post.Serena Joy - Definitely Sonic for lunch today.
Neil needs a hug! How can you survive without tots.They might go good with those veggiemite sandwich thingys.Baby sis
Baby Sis - Maybe he can send us some Vegemite and we'll send him some Tater Tots.
Hey Laurie, we could send food parcels but I suspect I would be getting the better deal.
Neil - We buy Tator Tots frozen so I don't know how they would ship. I'll just pop over there and smuggle some with me.
My friend Cristie (that I have known since we were 13) has always called them tater-tits. Once we went to sonic and she ordered them that way. The gal taking our order was laughing so hard!
I rememeber in high school - these were served practically every freaking day.To the point we would cut straws and toothpicks and start making Tot-people and Tot-villages and Tot-scandals. Oh yes, the high school years.
Texas Gal - That's hilarious. I sure hope I don't say that next time I'm at Sonic.Grimm - Hahahahah!
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