Dec 21, 2009 21:05
So we picked up dinner from Sonic tonight, and I asked my sister (who was driving) to ask whether they had veggie burgers. It's not on the menu, but you never know. There was a momentary silence, then the guy said "Yeah, we do." So I, absolutely ecstatic that someplace besides Burger King carries them, order a veggie burger. The guy asked what I wanted on it. I told him, and he was like, "So, you just want lettuce, tomato, pickles, and mustard on that veggie burger?" Well, yes. So we wait for a bit, and the server brings out our food. I open my little foil packet, look at the burger and find that it is, in fact, lettuce, tomato, pickles, and mustard on a bun. That's it.
It ruffles me a bit to order a "veggie sandwich" at a restaurant and get what basically amounts to salad on bread, and there are far too many places that do exactly that. No wonder people are so resistant to eating less meat when they think that is the alternative. And really, who doesn't know what a freakin' veggie burger is?
Oh well. At least I have food.
In related news, I told my mom and my sister why we shouldn't buy diamonds. Sister was not pleased.
family,
food