The truth is, I rarely eat fast food at all.
Twice a year I grab a couple of Jack In The Box tacos, (they had been 2 for $0.99 for as long as I can remember but my local store recently raised the price to 2 for $1.19). Blasphemy!
And about twice a year, I get a two piece, spicy box from my local Popeye’s. Seriously, that’s about it. I don’t really even eat pizza out any more.
But a few days ago I was out wandering the wilds and began feeling a tad peckish and noticed a Chick-Fil-A literally right there. So I popped in and ordered a Spicy Deluxe Sandwich. Nothing else.
They were handing me my order before I had even sat down after retrieving my napkins, S & P. You know what? It was damned good. The lettuce was crisp and fresh, the tomato slice was ripe, the bun was soft, and the chicken was whole meat, (not a pressed patty) and piping hot.
I have to admit it was not at all what I was expecting.
Stupid cheap, too. I’ll do that again.