I can't believe I'm writing a review of Wendy's Old Fashioned Hamburger Restaurant (WOFHR?). But it's 4am, I'm awake (sort of), and I'm bored.
This was 1 of the last locations I went prior to I stopped consuming carbohydrates. I had planned on having just a little breakfast at the Over Simple Cafe in between errands (as if this review couldn't get anymore boring, I was on my method to Sears--which I also reviewed; holy shit, I'm boring), but they had been closed. I settled for Wendy's rather and it type of worked out.
It wasn't bad. My hamburger was really fairly good and so were the fries. The cashier was friendly enough. The manager was running around like she was Gene Hackman in Crimson Tide. I dunno, maybe running a Wendy's is very similar to being in charge of a nuclear submarine.
Oh, by the way, I saw Crimson Tide on a Spanish channel the other day. If my Spanish were much better, I would have completely watched it! Damn, that is a good movie--one of Tony Scott's only really great films, that and Accurate Romance. Yeah, I am aware he directed Top Gun, but I don't truly care for that film. It is OK, I assume. It's much less bad as The Fan. Oh, man, I really paid to see that film. In a theater and everything.
Anyway, once more, because it was the last time I had potatoes and bread at the exact same time, the meal has obtained a sort of mythical high quality in my imagination--hence the four-star review of a fast-food joint I visited months ago. I'm fairly certain a leprechaun, an naiad and George Wendt were riding a unicorn via the drive-thru window. My heart tells me there was, but my brain says no. But it wasn't poor and I've learned over the years that a decent fast food joint in a big city is a major discover.
This was 1 of the last locations I went prior to I stopped consuming carbohydrates. I had planned on having just a little breakfast at the Over Simple Cafe in between errands (as if this review couldn't get anymore boring, I was on my method to Sears--which I also reviewed; holy shit, I'm boring), but they had been closed. I settled for Wendy's rather and it type of worked out.
It wasn't bad. My hamburger was really fairly good and so were the fries. The cashier was friendly enough. The manager was running around like she was Gene Hackman in Crimson Tide. I dunno, maybe running a Wendy's is very similar to being in charge of a nuclear submarine.
Oh, by the way, I saw Crimson Tide on a Spanish channel the other day. If my Spanish were much better, I would have completely watched it! Damn, that is a good movie--one of Tony Scott's only really great films, that and Accurate Romance. Yeah, I am aware he directed Top Gun, but I don't truly care for that film. It is OK, I assume. It's much less bad as The Fan. Oh, man, I really paid to see that film. In a theater and everything.
Anyway, once more, because it was the last time I had potatoes and bread at the exact same time, the meal has obtained a sort of mythical high quality in my imagination--hence the four-star review of a fast-food joint I visited months ago. I'm fairly certain a leprechaun, an naiad and George Wendt were riding a unicorn via the drive-thru window. My heart tells me there was, but my brain says no. But it wasn't poor and I've learned over the years that a decent fast food joint in a big city is a major discover.
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