for myself, most in my life would have to be probably…
“please mommy? please can we get Chicken Mcuggets?”
(I stopped eating fast food when I was probably around 10 though.)
The thing I’ve actually ordered most often would be
“two orders of crab rangoon, please”
because my sisters are too chicken to order their own damn crab rangoon.
And what I’ve ordered most often in recent years for myself:
“A small garden salad, please, with no meat, cheese, or egg, and with the dressing on the side. And a diet pepsi with no ice, please”
Restaurants kind of freak me out. I can see every ingredient in garden salads and know exactly how many calories I’m eating. yes, I’m difficult. And yes, I leave a big tip to make up for it.
