A quick pic of this "meal" that we allowed Reed to indulge in. After a long weekend of our friends' wedding events, we were pooped and a bit hungover to be honest, so we headed to The Cherry Cricket. Delicious "Frings", fries/onion rings, or shall we just say basket full o' fried goodness. We ordered as soon as the waitress could breathe her hello, and all dove in immediately after they hit the table, who wouldn't? Sometimes you just need a Sunday afternoon of good-tasting/bad-for-you food and to ignore the responsible/nutrition-conscience parent voice in your head, or at least that's the justification I give myself. Reed didn't object, that's for sure.
