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If it weren't for these, no one would be aware of Idaho's existence.
I'm usually served alongside burgers. I'm crispy golden potato sticks
This crisp stick-shaped roll is often enjoyed with soup or marinara sauce.
A time when they're green. A time when they're brown. But both of these times, cause me to frown. But just in between, for a very short while. They're perfect and yellow. And cause me to smile.
What is eaten by man, served among many, grown by many, and white as snow?
What is it that no man ever saw, which never was, but always will be?