It’s Burger King… I don’t expect much. And I certainly don’t expect ¼ inch of mayo slathered onto my Whopper either. Got here late at night, there was only one car in front of me. That car took forever and a day to get its food. I got to the window, paid and then waited another forever and a day for food and thought«if I’m going to wait this long my fries better be fresh out of the fryer». They weren’t. Got back to my hotel, proceeded to eat my Whopper and noticed that I couldn’t taste much other than mayo. I took one good look at my burger… and noticed that there was enough mayo on that sandwich for me to make 3 sandwiches. I don’t expect heart healthy when I go to BK, but I don’t expect death by mayo either.
