I'm a big fast food fan. Coast-to-coast, border-to-border, around the world, I know I can walk into a Wendy's and order the #4 Big bacon Classic Combo. And I'm good.
Burger King, Carl's Jr, Chick-Fil-A, Steak Escape--- hell, even KFC and Taco Bell--- are haunts that I frequent. I'll even eat at Checkers or Hardee's when I'm on vacation. But I don't get Sonic at all.
That's the one fast-food joint I've been to where I've never been able to finish a meal. Seriously, their stuff is fucking gross. I gave 'em a chance about two years ago and ordered some fancy-dan burger for lunch. Ended up up-chucking it into the garbage can. Embarassing. For both Sonic and me. My Stomach of Adamantium has tolerated just about everything. Except for Sonic.
But everybody else seems to love Sonic. We'll be cruising along, pass a Sonic and someone will excitedly say" "ooo! Sonic! Let's go there!" People who rag on me for my Burger King love are mysteriously drawn to Sonic.
So I'll pull in and see $3 hotdog platters on their menu. Plus tater tots with chili on 'em. And milkshakes in styrofoam cups. The mere mention (plus the included PICTURE) of said items sends me to the little boy's room, searching for the porcelain altar. I mean-- Tater Tots? Sonic must be single-handedly keeping Ore Ida in business. I've had a jones for some good ol' fast food french fries or onion rings at times. But I've never gotten a telegram from my tummy saying: "Hey E, how'bout we go out and get me some fuckin' tater tots!! Mmm mmm mmm!"
I like Sonic's commercials. Two guys sitting in a car. One guy says "whoa, this is a good burger! I'm gonna' tell all my friends about this!". The other guy says: "umm...I think you just did". That's hella' funny.
I like the setting and gimmick of Sonic. Pull into this quirky looking joint, then order at your window and eat in your car, like a 50's burger shop. That's cool.
But the food? Fuckin' awful. I just don't get it.
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
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