“Brave the sandwich that is equal parts nice and spice with our classic spicy chicken breast, fresh-diced jalapeños, ghost pepper sauce, colby pepper jack cheese, and a red jalapeño bun.” From Wendy’s in Bristol, CT.
The quality of the chicken continues to go down. I remember when their chicken sandwiches were juicy, but this was dry and little better than the cheap breaded chicken patties you get in the supermarket.
I could barely read the signature. The sauce is spicy, but not really hot, and tasted manufactured. The diced jalapeños look manufactured, like they’re made of plastic, and could just as well have been bell peppers. The fries were barely fried, and undercooked. The “melty shredded cheddar” is standard cheese sauce.
The wienie was weeny. The roll was like bread jerky. The fries apparently were fried a few hours before. The cherry was ultra-Maraschinoed. The shake tasted barely of jalapeno or chocolate. They use syrups for flavor and I guess they use them sparingly. This meal cost $7.30.
The “whipped cream” did not melt. Ever. I rushed to my office so the hot weather and car wouldn’t melt the whipped cream, but I had nothing to worry about. After a half-hour of nursing my shake, it still looked “fresh”. An hour later and there was little difference. I think it was really whipped emulsifier.
The counter staff disappeared and never came back. Long after I would expect it would take to make my meal, a server on skates came out to the dining area instead of the counter, calling for me, and I had to play Marco Polo with her. She had the wrong shake and had to go back for the right one. The meal was supposed to be to go, but it came out on a tray and I had to ask for a bag.
I would say this experience was sub-Sonic.