Barbecue sauce, and lots of it
At the drive-thru, prospective diners are asked for their choice of three sauces: spicy, sweet, or smoky, with additional sauces available upon request. In order to test their individual merits, I requested all three sauces on the side. When I arrived home, I discovered my fries had been doused in what appeared to be a trio of hickory condiments.
I ended up eating the suicide version of these fries, which surprisingly didn't make me want to kill myself. This dish is hard enough to break into composite parts already, so the trifecta of sauces just added to the overall sloppiness, which just might be its greatest strength. I tasted amorphous waves of spicy, smoky, and sweet in each bite, therefore successfully distracting me from focusing too much on any singular flavor.