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Posted on October 25, 2025October 25, 2025 By Admin No Comments on

I always hated how fries tasted the same—just salty, with no originality. My dusty old notebook was full of recipes for crazy flavors I’d been developing for years. Rotisserie Chicken flavored french fries, fries that tasted like Hot Dogs but were one hundred times healthier, even Dessert Fries you could dip into vanilla sundaes.

So, I sold the ring, bought a little food truck, and set up shop at the local park. I named it The Fry Queen. The first few days were brutal. 

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