You pull up to the drive up window smelling the sweet smells wafting out of the window during the transaction then head home with supper on the seat... within easy reach. Hmm... really should open the bag to let moisture out so things don’t get soggy. The smell of French Fries wafting from the bag nullifies the pine tree on the mirror and kids trash on the backseat floor. You really should check to see if the order is ok before you get home... you know, to prevent being embarrassed. So you reach into the bag and pluck a fry with two fingers but quickly switch fingers because it’s hot. Almost too hot to eat... I said almost, but you let it cool for a few seconds while justifying you’re bringing it to the table so deserve an extra fry, the sweetest fries in history are stolen on the ride home. Now picture that fry has been injected with ketchup, cheese, gopher guts, what ever to wanted... ambrosia.
This patent application by Mr Brient has 54 pages of various ways to do this so nobody could steal his idea and do it a different way in order to circumvent his patent. The patent expired so I guess he didn’t want to do it, just sell his idea.
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