Last night my mom made an all-American meal--hamburgers and baked french fries, which I have been calling chips since our trip to Australia. I liked it ok. I ate a lot of the french fries, wanted to eat the ketchup as it, ate the cheese off of the burger, and fussed about with the buns. I guess I just prefer rice and noodles.
I am not sure why there is a pair of chopsticks in the photo. I guess we really are in Taiwan--chopsticks are required for every meal!