Tuesday, June 15, 2010

I dream of Ranch


I think I have an official pregnancy craving. I think about it night and day. I want chicken (breaded and fried of course) and french fries dipped in Ranch dressing. I've only had that once since I've been pregnant, with my friend Karen at Chick fil-A. But now I can't stop thinking about it. And since that's so unhealthy, a forbidden fruit, it makes it even more desirable.
Not just any old chicken strips will do, my friends. Not McDonald's nuggets; they're not even real chicken. And not the dinosaur-shaped nuggets from Costco that my children eat. I want high-quality chicken, deeply breaded, and fried just right. Like Chick fil-A, or Honey's, or even Wing Stop chicken wings. And Hidden Valley Ranch just won't do; I need restaurant Ranch. It's not as thick, and it's so much tastier.
So next time any of you want to go to Chick fil-A, make sure you call me. If I find out you went without me ...

2 comments:

Kirsten said...

Well, if you have the chicken but need the ranch, I have the most delicious low fat ranch in the world. It's like restaurant ranch... it's made at BYU and I buy it by the half gallon! I will gladly share it:)

Carl and Amber said...

That's a ton cheaper than my prego cravings! I craved steak!!