After a night out on the town, Ubered to the only place still open, the BK Lounge. My squished cadaver of a Whopper sapped the warmth from my tastebuds, while my twice cremated fries hardened into potato diamonds right before my eyes... If the food tastes that bad when it's Uber o'clock, you know someone effed up royally.
Definitely didn't get it my way.
Definitely don't recommend.
Definitely not going back.
You should probably do the same.