I don’t know much about Sonic other than it has occasionally funny TV ads and really shitty grilled cheese.
They had a 50 cent grilled cheese special one day, so I thought I’d give it a go, it’s only 50 cents. Well, it sucked. It tasted like a Walmart knock off slice of American cheese in between two pieces of Wonder Bread and then microwaved for 20 seconds.
This chicken strip basket was also underwhelming to say the least.
For starters, it just looks so sad. They must have gotten these chicken tenders from the world’s smallest chicken.
They didn’t taste great either. It had an acceptable crispiness but didn’t seem to be that great of quality. They just didn’t taste that good.
The tots were fine; they tasted like tots. And the ranch tasted like any other fast food ranch.
Overall, I give this a 4.1. I could have bought equally as good, or better chicken strips from the freezer aisle in Target.
What a disappointing 17th review. Seventeen is my second-favorite number (behind seven) and the name of one of my favorite and most meaningful albums of all-time. XXXTentacion, the artist of “17,” was murdered yesterday. And now, as I listen to that album and write this blog, I feel disappointed in myself for letting Sonic tarnish the review and the number.
What a shame.
Sorry, didn’t mean to let my emotions get the best of me there. Sonic’s chicken sucks. 4.1.
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