Monday, March 20, 2006

 

Rating Girl Scouts Scout Cookies

I just got my order of Girl Scout Cookies delivered to me this weekend. Needless to say, they are gone already, and they were dee-lish. But I couldn't help noticing how friggin' small they've become. I realize they were never that big to begin with, but they are still remarkable tiny. Like Ritz Cracker tiny. I also noticed that they had a few new flavors this year, that I hadn't ever seen before. This spurred a discussion of which type of Girl Scout Cookies were the best: That about rounds it up. For visuals of any of these cookies, just click here. If anyone has tried the Cafe Cookies, let me know what you thought. Or feel free to send me a box of them. Because that would be awesome.

In keeping with the theme of shrunken sizes, Dave Thomas has to be rolling in his grave right now. Wendy's has become what they once mocked. If anyone has recently ordered a burger from the often imitated but never duplicated 99¢ Menu, you know what I'm talkin' bout. The size of the actual burger is laughable. It is getting close to being comparable to size of White Castle burgers. While I realize the 99¢ menu is "their thing," Wendy's really needs to figure out if it is worth keeping if they are only going to sell mini-burgers because of it.

One would think that if Wendy's is scrimping on the quantity of each burger they would shift their focus to the quality of the burger. I'm not talking about quality as in, "We make our burgers with a secret ingredient no one else uses: love." I'm talking about the simple aesthetic qualites. The sandwich setup of bun, burger, cheese, lettuce, onion, tomato, pickle, ketchup, mayo, and mustard, bun. I don't know if the the square patty screws up the workers, or what, but it seems that the employees of Wendy's are incapable of putting a sandwich together that isn't crooked. The lettuce is always halfway off the bun, the bacon is curled up over the top bun, the tomato is hanging over the opposite side that the lettuce is hanging over. It is always a mess. And at the end, you're always left with a small corner piece of beef, a giant size piece of iceberg lettuce and the bun. How awesome.

This isn't to say I don't like Wendy's. I do, I really do. I would go as far to say that they are the fast food chain that offers the closest thing to "real food." But c'mon now, you can't keep expecting me to go to a restaraunt that always disappoints me, no matter how many times I give them another chance. Taco Bell already plays that role in my life. So come on, Wendy. Make your dad proud.




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