These are, so far, the only thing tempting me away from my (accidental) diet of late, consisting of: dark chocolate, sushi (not this - yet), spinach, and grapefruit juice. Good thing hashbrowns are nowhere to be found! [Furrowed brow, shaking head no, dour expression.]Yup, I'm really just writing about hashbrowns. I'm even making it one word. I don't know what 'hash,' in this context, would mean - or 'browns,' for that matter. I'll try ordering just browns though and see what happens. Except this makes me want to write a bad blues song.
But HEY, New York! Ya, YOU. These are hashbrowns. Note: they are not potato lumps. No. They are shredded and beautiful to behold. That is all.
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Hard on the outside, soft on the inside...like Cancer! I'll be stopping at Waffle House on the way back, to be sure.
Ever searching for the "hon" and the hash..
Condolences on the over-crisping at WH.
In WWW voice: WTF, WH?! That's not WJWD.
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