“Where to for lunch?” Asked my bride.
Then came the rundown of places we’d been recently.
“Let’s try the new place, near Big Lots, in the strip mall.” She suggested.
The building was all shiny and new, full of enthusiastic, happy faces (whether it was fake, or not) wearing dark blue aprons, with the brand logo.
Service seemed a little slow. Maybe they’d just opened, and didn’t yet have things together?
“I thought my bacon cheeseburger wasn’t too bad. It was definitely above average. Did you know they toast their hamburger buns?” She wasn’t impressed.
“My fish sandwich was disappointing. I don’t think it was really cod. False advertising? The filet was too flat.”
“Well, anyway it was better than the popular kids place with billions served,” I answered defensively.
“That’s not saying much,” My spouse, had the last word.
The next night, we went to a local favorite restaurant for dinner, to make up for the previous day’s dissatisfaction. The fish was as advertised. Employees were genuinely friendly. There were no unexpected surprises.
However, I’ve not completely ruled out the first restaurant. Warm toasted buns on a chilly, winter day, would be nice.