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| - If you ever have the misfortune of working nights like I do, you will eat more fast food than you care to admit. Options after 9pm are very limited when you forget to pack your "lunch." So in the mood for a burger and not having the patience to wait at In-N-Out, and unwilling to eat at McDonalds, I settled on the least of the evils with Wendy's.
I typically just order off Wendy's value menu. While it's not the extensive 99 cent deals from the '90s, it's still cheap enough to make up for the lack of quality. But I saw an ad that I just couldn't resist when I pulled up to the restaurant, a pretzel bacon burger. I may be one of the few people in America that doesn't believe bacon makes everything taste better, but I do believe that everything tastes better on a pretzel bun. Until now.
The first problem. I received my order, then drove a few feet away from the window to take a look at what I got but not keep the car behind me waiting. Although I asked for no bacon, take one guess what was on my burger. Bacon. Okay, I just picked it off. But attention to detail at the drive-thru seems to not be Wendy's specialty. I've lived in several parts of the valley in the 15 years I've lived in Arizona. I've also driven thru several different Wendy's, and each location seems to make consistent mistakes. Order a frosty; no spoon or even a straw (which is worthless with a frosty, anyway). Ask for no mayo; mayo remains on burger. Ask for honey-mustard sauce for chicken nuggets; get barbecue sauce. I don't have very high expectations for fast food employees, but my bar gets set even lower at any Wendy's. It feels like I always stopped driving thru the nearby Wendy's because of better options and constant mistakes.
The second problem. When I bit into my burger, I immediately regretted this debauchery. Flavor-wise and texture-wise, the cheap Wendy's burger patty just doesn't go with the pretzel bun. The bun itself is pretty good, a firm crust but soft and light inside. But the mixed greens offer little flavor and lacks the crunch of iceberg or even romaine lettuce. And I cannot even properly critique the sauce. I don't know what it was supposed to be, but it's just gross.
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