Arby’s – MN (The Land of 10,000 Lakes and Apparently $10,000 Roast Beef Sandwiches)
Look, I love Arby’s like I love a good pair of sweatpants—comforting, reliable, but you know it’s not winning any fashion awards. Their roast beef is the star, sliced thin enough to make you forget it’s fast food, and the curly fries? Crispy, seasoned perfection that could probably broker world peace. But holy walleye, Minnesota Arby’s, why does my wallet cry harder than a Vikings fan in the playoffs?
I rolled up to the drive-thru, dreaming of a Beef ‘n Cheddar, and got handed a receipt that looked like a down payment on a lake cabin. $12 for a combo? In MINNESOTA? I could buy a hotdish casserole and a 12-pack of Grain Belt for that! The food’s solid—meaty, saucy, and the horsey sauce gives my sinuses a workout—but it’s not like they’re hand-carving prime rib back there. It’s fast food, not a fancy steakhouse on Lake Minnetonka.
The staff was fine, quick enough to keep the line moving, but the vibe was like, “Here’s your food, now go before we charge you for breathing our air-conditioned air.” The dining area was clean, but it’s got all the charm of a DMV waiting room. If you’re gonna charge me like I’m dining at a hipster gastropub, at least throw in a vibe or a free smile.
Would I go back? Yeah, ‘cause those curly fries haunt my dreams. But Arby’s, maybe ease up on the price tag, or I’m gonna start roasting my own beef in protest. 3 stars—decent grub, but my bank account needs a hug.