Last night, my friend took me to a seafood restaurant for supper. One of the side items was crispy fried sprouts. I haven't had them in years so I ordered them.
The sprouts were fried in bacon grease (I assume because there were tiny bits of bacon mixed in with the sprouts) and served with french fried onions on top.
I didn't get just a spoonful of sprouts, but rather a small cereal bowl full. I dug into them and couldn't stop until they were all gone. I had forgotten how great they taste.
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