I can’t decide if I love or hate that the word “skinny” is everywhere. Skinny jeans, skinny latte, you get the picture. Last night the waiter asked if I wanted skinny fries or onion fries with my chicken. I didn’t know that genetically modified low-fat potato existed, and was delighted by the idea, so I exclaimed over the din of the restaurant music “oh YES skinny fries please!!”
He looked surprised and took an uncomfortable step back from the table, “do you mean our skin-on fries?”
OK, so maybe I’m just hearing it everywhere.
Tonight we had some skinny soup.
But let’s face it, you know what a chopped carrot looks like badly photographed anyway.
And voila! Instant skinny soup! Only good calories here! So good you can have some skin-on fries on the side.