Again, something I don't order when getting barbecue. Something I can get back home.
"You must get hush puppies. You cannot get fries. If your kids get fries, however, you may steal from them when they're not looking. Steal the crispy ones. The burnt ones. The kids are not yet old enough to know the difference."
And never, but never, go to a barbecue joint and order a hamburger.
No Fries Here. --RoadDog