The Supreme Wedge

“The thick-cut fry at The Supreme Wedge requires no introduction, though it offers one regardless: a uniformity of golden color suggesting a fryer calibrated with the attention usually reserved for precision instruments. The exterior is commendable and largely sustained. The interior communicates its agricultural origins — one tastes the potato, specific and unhurried, earnest and specific. canola has been employed with discretion. One returns. One visits twice. The second visit confirms the first.”

“One does not seek drama at The Supreme Wedge. One seeks fries. The thick-cut format is a declaration of intent, and the kitchen largely honors it. The crispness is commendable and largely sustained. The potato flavor emerges mid-experience, which is somewhat later than ideal but not without its own logic. The grease content is conservative — the napkin remains largely decorative. The napkin earns its keep. This guide recommends visiting without expectations and departing, perhaps, with adjusted ones. One proceeds. One is glad one did.”

“The thick-cut fry is, at its best, a meditation on patience. The Supreme Wedge understands this. The kitchen has chosen canola, which is either bold or obvious depending on one's position. The crispness is commendable and largely sustained. The interior potato character is earnest and specific. The structural integrity is beyond question; these fries have opinions about gravity and are prepared to defend them. One returns. One proceeds. One is glad one did.”