American Experience # 1: Jack In the Box

After recovering from COMPUTEX, I decided I needed a vacation. So this past weekend, I took off for Oregon for the American Experience. Oregon is one of few states I would live in. Why? Beautiful scenery. Friendly people. Great food. Most importantly, no tax on any purchases!

Kelly and I drove down on Friday afternoon and for our first American Experience, we hit Jack in the Box somehwere outside Seattle. I ordered the double bacon cheesburger. She ordered the chicken ciabatta thing. Her burger looked like someone left a slab of cheddar on it because most of it oozed out of the burger and fell down on the wax paper with a “Plop”. Gross! She didn’t finish it. My burger was in my stomach like a brick. It didn’t move for at least a day.

The drinks were absolutely enormous. To think that mine was actually supposed to be a Large. It looks more like a Big Gulp. Kelly’s small drink was the size of a large at most places in Canada. Speaking of large, it was no surprise to see that nearly half the people in the restaurant was “Super Sized”. Both burgers we had were huge as well. It was disturbing listening to the drive thru calls…

Clerk: Can I take your order please.
Customer: Yeah, I’ll have a double bacon cheeseburger, a large milkshake, the large curly fries, a large salad, and for dessert…

And to think, I was basically rolling on the ground after my Double Bacon Cheese Burger. Brutal!