I know, I always eat at super-classy joints, so what am I doing at Arby’s? Why, trying a smokehouse brisket sandwich, of course.
Emoji review: 🐄😐
I ate this a longggggggg time ago, but I remember the restaurant was fairly empty and clean. The tables looked cool. The Kid’s Meal toy was a pretty fun little flip book with constellations and galaxies.
The brisket sandwich was a disappointment, because of course it was. I ordered brisket at Arby’s and I live in Texas. So that’s on me. I had forgotten that curly fries were standard at Arby’s, so that was a nice surprise.
All in all, a very OK experience that doesn’t provoke anger towards Arby’s, but I wouldn’t ever say “Let’s go to Arby’s!”*.
*Unless they’re bringing back the 5 for $5. Or the real Chicken Cordon Bleu sandwich, which was incredible to have at a fast food restaurant.
Apparently Wingstop’s Facebook advertising worked to gain them at least one customer. I already knew I liked them because I like (boneless) wings and french fries, and they have tasty versions of both.
One of the things that’s so sad about the eastern half of the country is that they don’t have Jack in the Box, which has been my 24/7 fast food jam for a couple decades now. One of the delightful things about the DFW area is that it has pretty much all of the regional chains. In N Out? Got it. Waffle House? Got it. Shake Shack? Got it. Smashburger? Got it. There are also plenty of Jack in the Boxes, including one near work. And we often get coupons in the mail!
I was given an opportunity to take a free ticket to the Cowboys’ preseason game against the Dolphins and since I’d never been to AT&T stadium, I snapped it up. I’d looked at tickets to the game against the Seahawks last year, and since standing-room only “seats” were going for over $100 for a regular season game, I sure wasn’t planning on buying my way into the stadium anytime soon.
Where did it all go wrong? My family and I used to LOVE Carl’s Jr. When we moved from Southern California to the Northwest, we even wrote to corporate HQ to implore them to put a location in my hometown of Kennewick (which DOES have one, so I’ll pretend we were the reason it came to town).
On our last full day in Colorado (let’s not pretend that waking up at 6 a.m. to get on the road back to Texas counts as any time spent in the state), we finally ventured into downtown Pagosa Springs. That’s where we discovered the downtown sulphur scent from the hot springs and that you really wouldn’t want to hang out in certain spots (again, no threat of crime…just that smell).
Upwind of that area a bit was Riff Raff Brewing Company.
When we went to the Cafe Colorado on our first night in Pagosa Springs, I grabbed their local visitors’ guide and rifled through it to check for other restaurants we might want to check out during our stay. One option, offering $2 margaritas in addition to pizzas…was out of business. The $2 margaritas may not have been the best idea.
DSP Pizzeria, however, was still around and my parents mentioned that it was the place they’d take us if we were looking for a pizza.
When I was visiting my folks in Colorado earlier this month, we had a great time visiting, exploring the waterfalls, eating at great restaurants, and everything…but the greatest thing of all was Camino Real Imports- basically a gigantic warehouse full of art that many would consider tacky. I find it fantastic as a lover of vibrant colors and patterns. Some day I will return with more money and buy lots and lots of ridiculous things.
I only went to Kebabs To Go as an accident. My friend and I were SUPPOSED to go to LA Burger to celebrate my getting a new job (although I’d had it a while), but apparently they’re closed on Sundays. So we walked over to Kebabs To Go, which I’d wanted to go to for a while due to their strong Google reviews.
Early in September, the family and I went to Pagosa Springs to visit my folks and explore an area that features actual elevation changes, something I’ve yet to find in Texas (not that I’m complaining, it makes for much safer driving).
My parents took us to their favorite place, a little diner-type deal near their house and away from downtown (there was a folk festival of some sort taking place that weekend), so despite its bustling, it wasn’t too jam-packed.