If there’s anything you should know about me it’s that I’m a streaky eater. Like, JR Smith streaky. I’ll get a particular restaurant or franchise seared into my brain and that’s all I’ll eat for like a month straight. Right now I’m on a huge McDonald’s kick. I’ll hit the drive thru at McD’s at least like once a week. Kinda disgusting, I know and I hate myself for it, but that’s not the point. The point is the other day at work I got my signature quarter pounder deluxe and two crispy ranch snack wraps and my coworkers looked at me like I had just pimp slapped my boss. A couple days later I showed up to a buddy’s house with the same order and they immediately took it to homophobic levels. I guess I’d never really thought fries with your fast food were that big a deal? I mean, I know McD’s is widely known for having the best fast food fries in the game, but I always looked at fast food french fries as more of a scumbag palette cleanser than an actual cornerstone of a meal. Something you order just to munch on the drive home or to let your girlfriend pick at unless you’re at one of those weirdo french fry parties over in Asia. I’m not a small guy, so when I hit the golden arches I’m looking for something that’s going to fill me up and french fries just aren’t doing the trick. Does that make me crazy? Should I be sent to the lighthouse on Shutter Island? What do you think? Are you #TeamFrenchFries or #TeamNoFries?