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We stopped and spent the night in Boise about 30 years ago and ate dinner at the restaurant next to the motel. I ordered a baked potato with my meal, but the waitress brought me fries. She told me that I could start on the fries and she would bring me a baked potato, which when it arrived was about the size of a Nerf football.
Posted by: DG | March 19, 2023 at 12:50 PM