...First and foremost: Never utter that sequence of words, ever again.

[Her face wasn't particularly expressive, but... it looked particularly deadpan at that moment.

But... deep frying did have a way of masking the sins of subprime food. She gave a thoughtful stare to the replicator.]

...Sweet potato wedges, deep fried. [Maybe a little more certainty...] ...with curried mayonnaise.

[Ping. A little funnel of wedges formed from the light of the replicator, complete with a cup of off-color dipping sauce. She gestured over towards the replicator with a nod of her head.]

Well, give it a try.