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I can remember the first time I ever tasted French fries smothered in chicken gravy. It was in Topeka, Ka., at a small local steakhouse.
The waiters never wrote anything down, being able to remember everyone’s order perfectly. Our group all ordered thick T-bone steaks. In a few minutes, the waiter brought over a large serving bowl of homemade fries and a large bowl of chicken gravy. I don’t remember much about the steaks, but the combination of those fries and gravy has stuck with me all these years.
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