We slept in and took our time getting ready for the day before heading out with my dad to a place called Andre’s drive-in for burgers and fried pies. My dad and his siblings used to go there as children and remember calling it Andre’s French restaurant because Andre is a French name and they have a French burger. They had a child's table that Michael joked was my size, and they even had a pay phone! We got three juicy burgers, an order of perfectly cooked french fries, and three different flavors of fried fruit pies. And for the icing on the cake, our drinks were packed with crushed ice, a return to my childhood at the Little League fields. I was a happy girl after that calorie filled lunch. Good thing we planned salad for dinner!
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