My wife and I received free tickets to a concert a few weeks back, so we got a babysitter and went out on a nice little date. We weren’t hungry, but thought a stop at Steak ‘n Shake might be fun.
We ordered a couple shakes, a coke, and an order of cheese fries to split. The fries took a long
time to come out, but the delivery was very interesting.
“Here are your cheese fries, and here are a plate of fries that are still warm.”
What? Did he say what I thought he said? He was right, though — the cheese fries were stone cold. I’m still trying to comprehend the logic behind that.
We would have complained about it, but it took 10 minutes just to find the guy again, and by then we needed to get our check and go.
We often wish that there was a Steak ‘n Shake closer to our house, but maybe we’re ok without one.