The scene: Hannah G’s, Ventnor, NJ.
“Can I have the crab and artichoke dip and the Chamberlain salad (mixed greens, red onion, shredded swiss, cashews and apples with a sweet & sour vinaigrette) to share. I’ll have the spaghetti. Thanks.” (Whole wheat spaghetti, with butternut squash, fried fresh sage & organic spinach. And holy crap they ended up pan-frying the entire dish so the noodles were slightly crisp and the squash tasted like sweet potato fries.)
“And I’ll have the nut-crusted salmon with sides of snap peas and garlic mashed potatoes,” 80 excitedly said.
“Okay, I’ll bring out some bread and potato chips,” the waiter said as he walked inside.
Potato chips! Potato chips!
Of course I love bread and butter. In fact, I barely can tolerate bread and oil. I really only use the bread as a vehicle for butter. But, anyway, even though we ordered a fuck load of food, we were pumped for those chips.
Although, I was nervous for too crunchy, kettle-style chips. Instead we received crisp, yet slightly bendy, potato-flavored chips. Dipped in a garlic mayo.
And I ignored the butter. When was the last time you ignored bread and butter?
wow, pretty great that you got the bread AND potato chips, so you can do either/or (in my case, I’m sure it would be both….At first in the photo I thought you were dipping the chips in butter, which would also be pretty amazing.