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Yes, there are two debates stemming from the burger joint. Brian chose to make this debate public in a very non-neutral setting this week…he took a vote at church, and I’m sad to say the numbers were somewhat in his favor. I attribute this to the fact that no one wanted to raise their hand and upset the Pastor…and he told a very biased version of the story, so I would like to tell my side, to my audience.

At Red Robin you get bottomless fries. Delicious? Yes. However I quickly learned that I always left this particular establishment with a stomachache, which I linked to the sheer volume of food consumed. Citing french fries as the cause of my internal distress, I decided that I needed to reduce my consumption (not eliminate, but reduce) of the bottomless fries. My problem is that if there is something on my plate, I WILL eat it. End of story. And when you have just sat down and you’re starving and they place a fresh basket of fries in front of you…forget it! I’m eating them!

So a few months ago I learned that I could sub a salad for the fries that came with my meal free of charge. I always did this in large groups, so someone at the table did order a meal with fries and I got to partake of the basket that was brought out before the meal, get my fry fix, and leave without feeling sick. It was the perfect solution. Half the time I don’t even touch the salad, it just keeps me from having those delectable fries on my plate (and eventually in my mouth).

Brian has always argued that my behavior is unethical. He thinks that the bottomless fries are for the people who order meals with fries. I think they’re for the table, as long as one person orders a meal with fries. Last week I put this theory to the test. It was just myself and Brian. I subbed for salad, he didn’t. And in the interests of morality, I myself, after asking for salad instead of fries, asked the waitress if we could have some fries…”for the table.”

And she said yes! This was not enough evidence for Brian (who when the fries came, put them in my lap and refused to let me have any, like he was defending the moral fibers of eating out or something). Come on! Those fries cost them next to nothing! And despite my sometimes insatiable hunger, it’s not like I’m going through 3 baskets of them! I just want a few to get my fix and I’m done. So, what’s the verdict?