Do you ask for no ice, extra ice, or light ice? If you don’t ask you will get a drinking vessel filled with ice and about one gulp of fluid ounces. I ask for no ice because fountain drinks are usually cold and I like full-throttle carbonation for maximum belching power.
When you travel, it’s nice to stop off somewhere for a quick bite to eat. However, fast food has become increasingly unappetizing. Kentucky Fried Fish or Long John Chicken are two that I have a soft spot for. Well, several soft spots and not just because Long John Silver’s got me out of the hospital when I was a kid.
The sad thing is more and more Long John Silver’s are setting sail over the horizon and falling off our flat earth. While I’m not a fan of hybrid restaurants, I think they could do better to draw in more foodies. For instance, take the batter from Long John Silver’s and infuse it with KFC’s 11 herbs and spices. Take a couple of fish planks and cover them in mashed potatoes and gravy for a nice Irish fisherman’s pie. The possibilities are endless!
What a lousy way to save a buck. Like Mitch Hedberg used to say regarding KitKat bars, this Chick-fil-A salad tray is depriving me of salad. Is there a design reason for this other than not putting more salad in the bowl? Do the bowls stack better this way? No, it’s a cost-cutting measure meant to give the appearance of more while providing you with less. It’s forced portion control, and if you are already choosing to eat a salad, why would they cut back? Don’t forget to add your 2000 salad dressing calories to get your money’s worth.
So, what is the best way to lose weight?
I know they are required to say “It’s my pleasure”, but it sounds so disingenuous and rehearsed. I wonder if they have a code word similar to people at Disney World when they say “Have a magical day”. Maybe “My Pleasure” is the code word and they hate all their customers. Perhaps I’ll just stop saying thank you and save them the trouble.
I used to avoid Chick-fil-A. I realize now that was a mistake, but let me lay the groundwork for my insanity. Growing up, there was only one Chick-fil-A in West Virginia that I knew about. It was in the Huntington Mall, and they handed out free samples near one of the entrances. In principle, I don’t trust restaurants that hand out free samples. Probably because they’re leftovers or food that fell on the floor. Also, I don’t trust stores that don’t have a brick-and-mortar establishment. Like those mall kiosks in the middle of the aisle when they jump in your path and try to rub lotion on you.
Back in 2008, I had my first exposure to Chick-fil-A. My only concern is that I didn’t expose myself sooner because, for a while, I couldn’t stop myself from having Chick-fil-A regularly. It was a cheat day staple. However, in the past year or two, I’ve had quite enough of their antics. Long drive-thru line, stale fries, sandwiches that were in the bag too long. My last visit was a simple number one combo that I had to wait 20 minutes for after I had to pull forward and wait in a designated area while 20 other cars behind me got their food and went on their merry way.
I’m still waiting on them to branch out and open other restaurants. I’m sure I could get used to “Cow-Fil-A” or “Pig-Fil-A”, or maybe even “Trout-Fil-A”. Chick-fil-A is played out.
I’m not sure when it began, but dual Drive-Thrus is almost a deal breaker when choosing a fast food establishment. Chick-fil-A is the only successful one to date because they are a well-oil machine that does almost everything right. McDonald’s has to be the worst and here’s why.
Today I was picking up some breakfast sandwiches and chose the shorter of two lines (9:01am). That’s always a mistake because the longer line will zip through cars as the two vehicles in front of you will order one of every menu item. Once you get to the merge lane other cars think that if they jump in front of you they will get their food faster. Nope, it just causes confusion at the window. Case in point, the window person had to ask what I ordered. I just gave her the total she quoted me. I paid, then moved on to the next window (9:10am).
As I watched the digital clock display tick away minutes, I couldn’t help but think I could’ve baked biscuits, fried bacon, and cooked some eggs in this amount of time. By the time I got my order (9:29am), it was almost lunchtime. Yeah, about 30 minutes in a McDonald’s drive-thru. My kids said the food was hot and tasty, but then I explained what a queuing oven was.
Daily Irritant 
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