There is this restaurant in Los Angeles called The Counter.

When I get a craving for a burger and fries, that’s where I head.

Now, I’m not a big greasy burger and fries kind of guy. But I do like french fries.

And when you eat french fries, they’ve got to be eaten with the right person. There are rules and etiquette in french fry eating that most people don’t know.

So here’s the deal:  I like to eat slow for digestion. I like to savor my food. So you can say that I’m a one-french-fry-at-a-time kind of guy.

I pick up a fry, I dip it in the sauce, put it in my mouth, and chew the whole fry before I go and pick up another.

And I’ve been with people––hell, I’ve even ended relationships with people who are two or three-at-a-time fry eaters.

The problem with being in a relationship with that style of fry eater when you’re somebody who eats them one at a time, is that now you have to start eating quickly, and that’s not the pace you choose to go.

So the next time you’re out on a date with somebody and that big plate of fries arrive for you to split, look straight across from them and set the rules of engagement first.

Say, “Hey, let’s decide how we’re going to eat these right now. I’m a one-fry-at-a-time eater and I really like my fries, so if you’re one of those girls that eats handfuls at a time, we might as well just end this right now.”

And of course you say that with a smile (unless you’re super serious).

But if you’re both two to three at a time fry eaters, then go for it. Be fry devourers.

But I, as I said, I’m a fry savorer. And being a fry savorer enables me to set the rules about how to eat french fries.

One at a time. Not another is loaded in the end until the other one is down the throat.

And those are the rules.