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| - Every time I come here, I think that the quality will improve. Every time, I'm left even more disappointed than before.
Picking on a Burger King is playing to the cheap seats. There's no real point in doing so other than as an intellectual exercise. Everyone and their mother knows that the food's passable at best, the decor is hideously 80s, the patrons are some of the most disgusting slobs you'll ever encounter and "cleanliness" isn't a requirement, but a helpful suggestion.
I came here yesterday and had a pack of nuggets and fries. Nuggets and fries. How do you screw that up? By serving lukewarm fries that had been marinating under a heat lamp for God knows how long, and nuggets that are more breading than whatever chicken byproduct they're serving. (PROTIP: Avoid getting the 10-piece bags. You'll feel sick long before you finish them.)
They've never bothered to modernize the seating area or the kitchen, as far as I know. It's still the same dumpy equipment they've been using for the past two decades since I first went so long ago. Staff members have come and gone, but those faded metal appliances and stations will still be there long after humanity has fallen and the cockroaches have taken over.
If you value your stomach, your self-respect or your appetite, avoid this place and just go in the nearby food court. Yes, even the KFC in Dixie Mall that doesn't get your order right half the time and looks like a health inspector's wet dream is a more preferable option than this.
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