Wendy’s

One of the newer, more modern stores. Even the seating aren’t those cheap slippery plastic ones, more of a light-​colour wood finish.
Went to drive-​thru to get a chocolate Frosty, a dessert after my sushi takeout, that’s a winning combination ;)
No amex here.

With the 58^th Ave location not being open late, this is my go-​to location to grab a couple of JBC’s after work on my way to a poker game at my brother’s place.
The drive-​thru is always quick even into the night. Despite there always being a small line you almost never have to stop your car through your whole visit.

Another classic Wendys location.
You know what you’re getting when you go to Wendys but I got excited when I learnt of the new pretzel bun they were featuring. Save yourself some disappointment and don’t bother.
Just another Wendys.

I have a soft spot in my heart (and probably some hardened arteries) for Dave Thomas and his Wendy’s chain. My mind remembers the «Where’s the Beef» commercials of the 80’s and so even now when I’m thinking of a fast food meal, all things being equal, it will be Wendy’s over any one else. The value meal is such a great deal and I think that their toppings are so much fresher than the Mc or the King.
So I popped in to here for a bag of goodies to bring back to the hotel. Ooooo, they have that poutine stuff I keep hearing about. I’ll have one of those. Fries, cheese and gravy. What’s not to love? And a pair of junior cheeseburger deluxes as backup. And of course, a FROSTY for dessert!
Everything was just as good as any other Wendy’s I’ve been to. The poutine probably could have been better, but hey, my Grandma’s not Canadian so it’s not like she’s gonna make one for me.

I don’t cook at all so when I feel like a quick meal, the half-​size Baja salad is where it’s at for me.

Once upon a time, upon leaving the Back Alley late at night, we were craving junk food. I had perhaps slightly overindulged, as apparently the only words that left my mouth from that point on were «BACONATOR!!!», a burger which I had previously derided as disgustingly unhealthy but in my heart of hearts desired. It was just burger, cheese, mayo and bacon. So terrible, yet so tempting.
Apparently, upon being handed my burger, all words ceased and we ate some of it in the parking lot until heading home. I also apparently got bacon in my friends car. He is a vegetarian. Oops. :(
So I propose: this Wendy’s, being open late and home to a lot of baconators, is evil. Super evil, and I am innocent of baconating.
… I still dream of that burger, but I must never eat it again.