Burger King

Pick up dinner from this location about once a week the food is always fresh and hot.
Never messed my order up.
Last decent fast food restaurant heading east on page.
Never seen the store dirty or the staff being rude.
For a fast food restaurant this store is really nice.

I go here after work (I work late nights). The service I get here is awesome. The girl with red hair and the tall black man that (I think) wears glasses are always very kind, make my orders correct! Only two places are open when I get off work. I used to goto the McDonalds across the street, but instead I goto this Burger King. Thank you =)

Good Food, Fast Friendly Service!

You know how something pretty decent after years of absolute crap can make it FREAKING AWESOME?!
That’s what this Burger King location did.
It’s like when that dog that shits on the carpet every chance she gets goes… on a pad instead…
It’s like that guy in your college apartment building who is always barefoot outside (FUCK NO YOU’RE NOT PLAYING DDR HERE) walks in with sandals… AND SOCKS.
It’s like when that douchebag coworker (the kind that made an awful first impression and every action afterwards just piles it on…) … doesn’t show up to work.
The people who work there are… ACTUALLY WORKING.
There’s actually a manager there that’s intent on a good experience.
But you know what… this Burger King did something better. They added a Coke 100 Machine.
The experience is just that much better now. my brain keeps playing tricks on me.

Something really good happened to me the other day, and I want you all to know about it.
I copped a 40 of Bud Light from a Mexican grocery store, which is one of the few good places to get a 40 out here in the county. I was getting ready to take it to the head, and I figured I’d also eat some potato chips, because sometimes I get hungry when I’m putting on a drunk.
I saw my little brother had some Burger King, and I asked if he had any fries left, because I heard they had new fries, and of course I was curious. I tried one, but they were too warmed over to issue a final, consequential judgment. It wouldn’t have been in the best interest of citizen food journalism. Then my little brother informed me that he had another Whopper, that I could have, because they were running two for one Whoppers, so he got two, but he wasn’t about to eat two, because he’s not a very big guy. I’d say he’s about two thirds of the average American man of 5’10. Which is odd, because I’m roughly the size of an NFL linebacker (but not quite as athletic). How that happened I’m not sure. He doesn’t have the facial features of someone born with fetal alcohol syndrome, though he is kinda slow on the uptake. Hmm…
Fast forward to this afternoon I wanted to get some fried chicken for lunch, but I waited too late, and I had to bust a shift in retail, which is of course my line of work, and then I stumbled upon a particularly provocative spread in an English men’s magazine (the best kind), and the next thing you know I only had about 20 minutes to get something to eat, including the time it would take to get there and back. Normally, this is the point when I would say fuck it and hit Wendy’s, but Wendy’s is now dead to me. Not just Dave Thomas, or Wendy, if that’s an actual person, but the entire Wendy’s organization as a staff, crew and a record label. West side! Plus, I had that good experience with Burger King the other day (no Boutros), and I figured I should follow it up with a full-​on review.
The plan was to get the buy one get one Whoppers and (duh) actually eat both of them, plus some of their new fries. But when I hit the drive thru, I was informed that the Whoppers were no longer on BOGO. Today it’s chicken sandwiches. Two full price Whoppers wouldn’t necessarily be prohibitively expensive to a brother who just spent $ 25 for lunch at Pappy’s the day before (by himself, mind you), but it’s the principle! And the two chicken sandwiches were out of the question, because I seem to recall trying a chicken sandwich from Burger King once in 1993 and not really caring for it, and why would I want two of something I didn’t want one of? Maybe if I could have gotten one chicken sandwich at half price and one Whopper, but you know how it is trying to negotiate with people at fast food restaurants.
The other main thing they had advertised were those BK Toppers, and that’s what I ended up getting. They come in your choice of Mushroom and Swiss, Deluxe (yet another knockoff version of a Big Mac), and Western Barbecue, with barbecue sauce and onion rings, like on that Tenacious D album. The tagline in ads for these pieces of crap is «more meat, more value,» or something along those lines, but that’s a goddamn lie. The meat on a BK Topper is just large enough that it can’t be considered a slider, according to the National Sandwich Rating Board. But it would be cool if it actually were as small as a slider, because then it would be a slider. (Think about it.) And I’m not sure if it’s real meat either. It doesn’t taste like the meat they use on a Whopper. It tastes like one of those Landshire hamburgers you get at a gas station. Don’t ask me how I know this.
And then there was the fries. In theory, they were the best fries ever. They combine the best parts of the old fries at Wendy’s and the fries at McDonald’s, the best fries of all time, of ALL TIME. They might even be bigger around than the old Wendy’s fries, but they’ve got a crunchy, salty exterior. But, alas, said crunchy, salty still ain’t as good as the fries at McDonald’s — and the extra potato inside is hardly any consolation. If I want more potato, I can always just super size it. Burger King just don’t have the technology McDonalds uses to make it’s food so delicious. Though I suspect they have been working on it. Their new fries must contain more than just potatoes and salt. I accidentally dropped one on the floor, and my brother’s dog refused to eat it. She didn’t seem to recognize it as food. True story.