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| - This is my least favorite Burger King in the entire world. I ate there once a year ago, and the fries were old and cold, and tasted like an entire bag of salt was dumped on them. The burger was bland, except for the taste of salt. Even in a small town (Sun Prairie), the parking lot somehow manages to get swamped with diesel fumes--must be the wind blowing off Highway 151.
I decided to try it again today, wondering if it was just a random bad experience. No. They made fresh fries, and so I didn't mind waiting 15 minutes at the window. The guy behind me in the drive through looked like he minded. I had the opportunity during the extended wait to notice that all of the cars behind me were driven by the truly obese--with fat billowing out of their shirts, with faces that became chins that became torsos, without a clear definition of where one stopped, and the next began--extreme, even for Wisconsin.
The fries were fresh, and salty to the point that my gums hurt. The burger completely fell apart, and was bland, except for the overwhelming taste of salt. The bread was stale. I guess that was a second flavor, that I could taste through the salt. So the Whopper tasted like salty, stale bread, which disintegrated, somehow appropriately.
I realize I'm being a drama queen, but I drove home and took a shower.
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