Sunday, December 21, 2008

Sonic is overrated

Sonic is overrated.

Yes, we have one in Gilroy. The rarity of this fast food establishment paired with the advertising is makes this joint really enticing. It's not worth it, trust me. Sure it's a novelty parking, turning off your car, ordering food while you're parked, and having someone who can barely negotiate turns on their roller skates bring your meal. But after the first time, I don't really crave it. Jenny and I went there a few weeks ago and we got 2 meals; both with chili cheese tater tots and two drinks. Total?






17 fucking dollars.


Let's see, that's almost equivalent to 2 hungry bear breakfast platters at Black Bear Diner (which I strongly reccommend). You get: 2 eggs, hash-fucking-browns (YES), chicken fried steak, your choice of bacon or sausage, and two fluffy as hell biscuits. Oh yeah, and on the chicken fried steak there's white gravy on it.

Now, I can't finish this platter anymore. But my point isn't that I can get more for my money at some other place...in terms of quantity. I mean, if what I had at Sonic was the best motherfucking hamburger (which it wasn't) or tater tots sprinkled with flakes of gold then ok: worth it. 17 dollars? Are you kidding me?

The cherry limade is the only item worth mentioning. Think of it as a Shirley Temple, in a big styrofoam cup, with ice. Other than that, it's no wonder this chain is rare.

Cupcakes

Friday I volunteered to be a driver helper, so immediately they threw me a uniform and told me to shave my face:

"A mustache can only go this length, no saggy pants, tuck in your undershirt, etc."

Not too bad, they gave me: a shirt, pants, a bini, and a jacket. I had to clean up at Ron's house and while I was there, his mom cooked us some over easy eggs and rice. Haven't had white rice in a while. I noticed that there were 3 trays of cupcakes on the counter so I asked, "Is it your birthday Ama?" She said no, it was for Jerrald's fund raiser (raising money for a track meet in New York).

On the dining table were those containers with sprinkles and decorative frosting. After scarfing one of the cupcakes down, she offered me one of Jerrald's teammates' cupcakes. With a suspicious tone:

"Try this one. Jerrald's friend made it." *big smile*

I told her, "No...the way you're offering them to me is highly suspect and I don't trust them."

Although, I really was curious about the taste. After all, she bought some "blank" cupcakes at the store and is selling them at a higher price. What a cheater.