I know, I probably sound like Steve Martin in The Jerk proclaiming that the new phone books are here when I mention with great glee that the new HEB gas station and convenience store has opened in Lytle, but this is a big thing for us out in these parts!
In the end, she settled for a Mighty Kids Meal from the McDonald's in Lytle and then was hugely disappointed and pissed that they shortchanged us on the fries. Here's the deal, we don't even eat at McDonald's these days, but when we do break from tradition and go there, we do expect the consistent quality that that company has made a worldwide name on. And, both Eva and I worked at McDonald's - she was a manager for 17 years. We can look at an order of fries and tell you if they meet the standard, and this little bag was more than a few fries short of a Happy Meal.
I have a policy - never send anything back to the cook, because you know what will happen; it starts with Puh and ends with Tooey. I have no interest in eating fries with some 16 year-old's loogey mixed in them. Eva, on the other hand, felt like she owes it to the corporate name to hold under performing restaurants accountable. They parked us and within a minute or so, the smiling manager handed us a new bag of adequately filled fries. I didn't bother to taste for spit.
Good news: The HEB convenience store sells coffee like you might find at a good Exxon Tigermart. Things are looking up, I say.