My friend Kyle was off fries for all of 2008, so come 2009 he decided he needed to do something significant to celebrate that milestone. (It should be noted that Kyle did lick a fry at Matt’s one night, and still ate tots.)
This led to Fry-Day, which was originally scheduled for a Friday but later moved to a Saturday, causing somewhat intentional confusion when people would say, “Fry-Day is on Saturday.”
What was Fry-Day? A bike tour to some of the Twin Cities’ finest French Fries. Participants were Kyle, Brian Shekleton, and myself. Others participated in parts of the tour, although only the three of us biked and hit all the stops. (Click here for Brian’s report.)
Where we went:
Stop 1: Longfellow Grill for Sweet Potato Fries:
I also got some regular fries with my turkey burger (delicious as usual).
Then we hit the bikes:
And headed to The Nook in St Paul for hand-cut fries with Jucy Lucy’s.
I had the Paul Molitor, which is the Lucy with pepper jack:
From there, we went to the Bulldog in Lowertown where I sampled their Hoppy Flight:
Followed by Cajun Fries paired with tots:
The sun set as we were leaving the Bulldog, and our bike seats were glazed over from freezing rain. Here are Brian and Kyle waiting for a light at Como & Dale:
We ended up at Maxwell’s for their delicious waffle fries. While crossing the Mississippi, snapped this self-portrait:
That was when my camera battery died from the cold.
Picking a winner at among the four stops and five styles of fries is not easy since the styles vary widely, hunger waxed and waned, and beer pairings may have altered my sensitive palate. With that in mind, I’m going with Maxwell’s waffle fries as my favorite simply because they tasted great at a time where I wouldn’t have expected any fries to be appetizing.
This appears to be the start of a new tradition.