Death by Bojangles’: One artery at a time

Okay, so I know I have a problem with eating more or less whatever I want.  I grew up in a household where it was important to eat enough vegetables, and every meal had a salad with it instead of bread.  It was great.

Then I went to college and entered the wide world of chocolate doughnuts, pizza, and Pop Tarts, which I lived off of pretty exclusively for four years.  Now I’m finding my way back to a middle ground that includes Coke Zero and salads.  There are some fake sugars in there for College Hannah and some real nutrients for Old School Hannah.

The fast food problem came into play again when I worked at my old library, which was a hop, a skip, and a jump from Bojangles’.  They don’t have a menu I would just die for most of the time.  It’s a tad on the greasy side.  What they do have is the most amazing seasoned fries I’ve ever had at a fast food establishment.  I don’t use those words lightly, either.

So how in the world does this impact me today? I made a run up to my old library to fix something computerish for them, and I decided to stop at Bojangles’ on my way back to my current library. It was a rare treat, and I hadn’t eaten any breakfast, so it seemed almost necessary.

When I rolled up to the first window to pay, the girl said, “Oh, hey!  I haven’t seen you in a long time.”  I didn’t know whether to be proud or sad that the girl at Bojangles’ remembers me from my frequent visits that ended at the start of November.  Sigh.

Their fries are still tasty though.

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