I checked my records and did some research. I thought Arby’s was the last fast food restaurant to check of my list of Basket Reviews. It is the second-last.
Apparently Smashburger, which I have never had, has a chicken strips kids meal. Smashburger is considered “fast casual,” I guess, meaning food is ordered at a counter, but is delivered to the table. Whatever. I’ll get to it.
The chicken strips at Arby’s were pretty solid. I wasn’t surprised. Everything there tastes good. The chicken was a little on the dry side, but it had decent quality, crunch and seasoning.
Arby’s curly fries are great. They’re what curly fries should be: seasoned well and very crispy but not overly crispy to the point where they’re dry on the inside. The ranch there is different from other fast food ranches. It’s more on the thick side and tastes less mass-produced than standard fast food ranch, if that makes any sense at all.
Overall, I give this basket a 7.2. It wasn’t fantastic and wasn’t bad by any measure. It was just good.
This whole thing almost never happened because the city of Moorhead has the dumbest stoplights in the world.
On my way to Arby’s, I pulled up to a red light. I hit this red light pretty much every time I encounter it, so nothing out of the ordinary so far. Well, the flashing red lights and stop arms or whatever they’re called that indicate a train is coming went down. Of course.
So after about a minute of waiting, there’s still no train in sight. And everyone has a red light. No traffic is moving from any direction because every light is red. Nice. This changes, as the people driving parallel to the lights finally got a green.
To make a fairly short story even shorter, the same thing continued for several more minutes. There was no train in sight and I was upset. Thanks for wasting 7 minutes of my life.
This isn’t the first time I’ve had this happen in Fargo-Moorhead. It’s like the fifth. How the stoplights, especially at intersections where there are train tracks, are programmed to be so stupid here is beyond me. Come on, it’s 2019. 7.2.
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