A quick bite

On Sunday, I attended a bridal shower for my cousin’s fiancee, and afterwards went with family to a nearby diner. I’d never been to this particular diner, and was perusing the menu when I came across something that, two days later, still defies explanation. It was a dish called “a monkey of fries,” and I am soliciting opinions on what that could possibly, possibly mean.

Words and phrases I could live without: volume 13

~facepalm

~jeggings (I’ve only come across this “word” two or three times, which is two or three times too many. It is a hybrid of jeans and leggings. Then there is the rarer but even worse ‘jorts,’ which is a combination of jeans and shorts.)

~”Jersey Shore”

~larva

~Too bad, so sad