Labeling the Mighty Crinkle-cut Fry

Hello, good to not see you. Well, I am pleased you are here but the communication at this blog is via text and pictures. Maybe I should get one of those Web-cam things so you fine folks who also adore the awesome crinkle-cut can peer at the extreme homeliness of me, the Disgruntled Old Coot, star of neither stage nor screen who is huddled in a hovel atop the brown recluse spider-infested Ozark Plateau.

Did you know the Beverley Hillbillies of 1960s’ TV fame started off in the Ozark Plateau before heading west? Yep, it’s true.

This post is intended to clarify the nomenclature related to the crinkle-cut fry.

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