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| - As wrestling legend "The American Dream" Dusty Rhodes once said, "I have wined and dined with Kings and Queens, and I've slept in alleys eating pork and beans".
Costo isn't an alley per se, but compared to the temples of gastronomy that routinely grace these (web) pages, Costco is decidedly downscale.
I'd give full points for value, but realize it's a bit of a shame. After all, you have to pay $50 or more to get through the doors. Suddenly, my $1.50 hot dog seems less of a bargain.
Who am I kidding I don't usually let myself eat hot dogs, but Costco provides the best esxcuse outside a public sporting event.
The chicken tenders are just crispy enough to warrant the overkill of salt and snazzy accompanying Heinz sauce packets.
The fries are frozen and battered, which would make my inner escoffier cry. My inner Guy Fieri throws up gang signs and dips to his atherosclerotic heart's content.
And they have soft-serve ice cream. Swirl away, mofos.
One might question the point of the exercise, given how Costco is basically larded with free samples.
Perhaps one should shut one's face, and just enjoy the luxury of ordering off the kid's menu as an adult. ?
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