The art of the fry

Doesn't this look so healthy and back-to-nature like?

Yesterday I made a beeline for Wendy’s for lunch.  I had heard internet murmurings about the new fries being sold at Wendy’s, and I needed to give them a try.  How else would you all know if they were worth trying?  I am especially self-less when fast food is involved.

So I went to the Wendy’s at Downtown Crossing in Boston.  Two girls glared at me instead of asking what I would like to eat.  No one was in front of me.  No one was behind me.  I was just standing there and they were glaring.  Five seconds into this ridiculousness a man walks up and just starts telling one of the derelicts his order.  She literally glared at him like her job was just to stand behind the cash register and he was TOTALLY ruining her day.  The man got his order, which made me even more frustrated.  So I glared back at the girl in front of me and told her my order, much to her dismay.  All the while I was laughing  to myself thinking, I’M TOTALLY BLOGGING ABOUT YOU!

Finally after all of that nonsense, I received my fries and my bacon cheeseburger deluxe and my small Dr. Pepper.  I shuffled over to a table and plopped everything down.  I bit into one of the hand-cut sea-salt coated fries and I regretted the whole trip to Wendy’s.  They were greasy.  The container itself was spotted in oil.  Some of the fries were underdone and the salt was a bit much.  After eating a small fry, I felt like I had a ball of fat in my stomach.

I have no idea how  Wendy’s is promoting this new french fry campaign as if it is “healthier,” because the fries are cut from a potato and sea salt is being used.  I have never left Wendy’s feeling sick from the fat, until I ate these new fries.

Dear Wendy’s,

Go back to the frozen fries.  And fire those girls at Downtown Crossing – they are awful!  Please and thank you!

Happy Eating!!!

Emily