Checkers Fries Spice Up Your Life

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"Never mind. I don't want to go" she said.

"What!?!?" My little heart sighed with sadness.

We kept driving.....(2 minutes pass)

Suddenly the silence is broken......."Ok never mind....I want Checkers fries."

Victory.

Luckily I was planning she would change her mind so I orchestrated our route to align us with a nearby Checkers.

I hadn't had Checkers fries in YEARS. As a young plump child I often found myself along with my brother stopping by our local Checkers on Sunday afternoons to get double cheeseburgers and those amazing, spicy, flavorful fries.

In high school I was blessed enough to have a Checkers conveniently across the street - again another opportunity to fulfill my Checkers fries obsession.

The twin drive thru option always enticed me. It makes complete sense for a busy fast food joint to do this. What Checkers neglected to understand before building two drive thru's was that most of America is right handed - therefore they are going to the right side of the drive through anyway.

To conceal and protect the identity of the female I was with, I also selected the right side drive thru lane so that I would be the poster fat child getting his fix at Checkers in the middle of the afternoon.

It's like sensory overload when reading the Checkers drive thru menu. Everything is marked to basically free. Not to mention they have 3,281 choices of menu items. However after a few moments of reading over I managed to find what I was looking for: Fries. Size? Small. Cost? $1.07.

Boo ya.

She sat next to me with anticipation as I placed our order for one small fry. We were the only ones at Checkers and for some unknown reasons I felt the wise employees knew what we were up to. At the window I paid and the cashier glanced at me with a knowing look in her eyes.

Meanwhile the woman I am with has a sweatshirt over her head so she can never be identified.

We watch as the 5 bored employees get our fries - hand off - bag our fries - hand off - put napkins in the bag - hand off and finally deliver to us.

We pull away quickly hoping no one saw us.

She opens the bag. The rich spicy aroma of Checkers seasoning moves through the air in the car. Breathe deep....aaaah. That smells fattening and delicious.

Once the smell hit the air the battle began. I was driving so I had little advantage in getting my hand in the bag quickly without getting attacked.

"Get your hand out of the bag. We only got a small.....this was my idea," she said.

Luckily she was kind enough to hand me one or two. However for a "small" fry our portion was fairly big.

I bite in - crunch, crunch.....soft....... spicy. That's good.

Checkers has designed a fry that no one else can compare to. It's not even a standard french fry. There is nothing golden or "crisp" about it. It's dark brown, full flavored, crunchy on the outside, soft on the inside. Their fries cannot be beat.

About two miles down the road our Checkers fry fantasy splurge ended. She wrapped up the bag, set it on the floor of the car and looked at me deep in the eyes and said...

"You can't blog about this."

For the protection of all parties involved the "she" in this blog story will not be identified.