Ate Outta Ten

Thank you, Irene C., SoMa, San Francisco, CA for your review of Jollibee in Alexandria, VA.

I have never tried to call a fast food restaurant. I didn’t even know they had phones and it never occurred to me that one might want to (or could) address questions/concerns via telephone, but it’s unfortunate - yet not surprising - that you couldn’t get through. That being said, let’s address your case specifically. 

Eight out of ten pieces of chicken made it to your home, huh?

Irene C., I have little information but I’d like to ask you: Have you ever been the person to pick up the drive-thru/takeout order for you and your family/friends? You’ve ordered enough fries for everyone to share - but not enough for everyone to have their own - so, on the way back reach your hand into the bag and think, “What’s a couple?” only to find out that’s not how french fries work and you’ve accidentally consumed one full order. Then you have to pull over and get rid of the evidence before you arrive back home ready to say, “Oh darn. How did they miss that?” You see where I’m going with this. 

Let’s take a closer look at your receipt:

We’ve got one Jolly Spaghetti Family Pack, one 10pc Chickenjoy Bucket (spicy), four Yum w/ Cheese (not a clue what that is), and four Peach Mango Pies.

I’m not suggesting it definitely was the person picking up the food, but MAYBE that person was feeling a little peckish on the drive home, and MAYBE making that ten an eight was the easiest option. I mean you’re not going to snack on a fistful of spaghetti - not if you don’t want to get caught. 

You know, whenever I’m taking a break from gluten and my husband wants toast, I'll make him some sourdough, butter it, and by the time it makes it to his plate a bite is missing and gosh, we just have no idea how that happens. He calls it “special bread” and we’ve come to peace with it being one of the world’s great mysteries. But MAYBE, it’s perfectly explainable. 

They say most crimes of passion are committed at home, so I’m not saying you shouldn’t keep your eye on Jollibee, but I’m also not saying you shouldn’t take a hard look around your dining room table. 

Two out of five stars.

See you next Tuesday.