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Lisa C.

When my grandfather had his second hip replacement at the Brigham, my grandma and I went to lunch at Friendly's every day for a week. Mostly it was so Grandma could get away from my Uncle Fred (she had me pick her up for lunch at 11 AM) but I was excited for the crinkle cut fries.

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