Little Frite

“One arrives skeptical at Little Frite. One departs converted. The matchstick fry is responsible for both. The exterior is commendable and largely sustained. The interior presents a potato earnest and specific. The grease is generous in the manner of a host who means it. Skepticism, as a protective measure, has its limits. This guide has reached them. The experience is brief and exact, like most things worth having.”

“The matchstick fry at Little Frite 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. beef tallow has been employed with discretion. One returns.”

“The fry at Little Frite does not arrive unannounced. Its aroma precedes it through the dining room with the confidence of someone who has reserved well in advance. The matchstick cut is executed with precision. The double-fried exterior is commendable and largely sustained. The interior presents a potato earnest and specific. The grease does not call attention to itself, which is what one hopes for from grease. The address is committed to memory.”

“The menu at Little Frite contains many items. The informed visitor orders only the fries. The matchstick fry is double-fried in beef tallow. The crispness is commendable and largely sustained. The potato flavor is earnest and specific. The portion is reasonable. The informed visitor is correct. One returns.”