I didn't actually eat here... I was lured to the drive through by the heat outside and the giant .50 cent ice cream cone signs.
.56 cents later I parked in the shade and tried to extract flavor out of the cold swirl in my hand... didn't work.
What my favorite part about this whole deal was this- as I was sitting there a gal who works there (I could tell from the uniform she had on) pulls up into the spot next to me for her shift. She didn't see me sitting there as I imagined the flavor of vanilla or Tahiti. What struck me about this gal was that she spent about 6 minutes primping herself in her rear view mirror to go into work.
I liked the fact that even though it was Burger King in Happy Valley, AZ this gal wanted to make sure she looked good for her customers.
That's all. Now go home.