Whataburger

Reviews

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  Teresa Hernandez

  1 day ago
  5.0
  Whataburgee is good anytime and it beats most burger joints. Good food that easy on the wallet.
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  Ivan Garay

  2 days ago
  5.0
  La cajera que se encontraba un viernes por la tarde nos atendió de maravilla, hablando dos idiomas y con una actitud de servicio increíble, la comida también estuvo muy bien, espero volver a ser atendido de esta misma manera aúnque vaya a otras sucursales.
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  Darlene Torrez

  May 3, 2026
  1.0
  Will never go to wht a burger again went through Driver though got home order. Was wrong.will go to Blake’s Lotaburger better Soo pissed runden my lunch thing are Soo expensive for you guy to be making mistakes.
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  veronica molina

  Apr 21, 2026
  1.0
  Be careful not to eat at this location had some kind of wires in my burger lucky they were sticking out on the side thought it was a stem from the green chile but no it was wire called store to get a refund but of course no answer but got through to corporate office and was refunded sad to throw away 3 burgers but thankfully I caught it could have been dangerous be careful to always check in case it happens to anyone else
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  Jose Martinez

  Apr 9, 2026
  1.0
  The Gastronomic Exorcism: A Review The evening began with a deceptive calm. I entered the establishment, greeted by an employee whose service was... adequate. Neither a saint nor a sinner, they processed my request with a hollow efficiency that should have been my first warning. The Incantation (The Food) My wait was suspiciously short. Too short. When the Green Chile Double arrived, it looked less like a burger and more like a crime scene. The Burger: It tasted... wrong. A flavor that didn't belong in this dimension. I searched for the promised green chiles, finding only a few lonely slivers huddled together for warmth. The Fries: Limp, cold, and weeping oil. They had the texture of something that had given up on life long ago. I ate it anyway. That was my first mistake. The Haunting Begins Exactly sixty minutes later, the ritual began. My stomach didn't just "growl"—it emitted guttural, demonic vocalizations that sounded like a heavy metal band performing in a sewer. I braced myself, fully expecting a xenomorph to burst through my ribcage and begin its reign of terror on my living room furniture. Then came the pressure. A phantom urge. A siren song from the depths of my bowels. A Warning to the Brave: There are moments in life where a man must decide whether to trust a fart. In that moment, the Holy Spirit whispered, "Don't do it.” I heeded the warning. I fled to the porcelain sanctuary just in time for the Great Reckoning. The Aftermath What followed for the next thirty minutes can only be described as The Great Bio-Exorcism. It was a violent, explosive purge that defied the laws of physics and common decency. The stench? It wasn't merely a smell; it was a physical entity. It had hands. It tried to choke me. I almost lost my dinner a second time just from the olfactory trauma of the first. When the dust—or rather, the liquid—settled, I didn't just wash my hands. I performed a full-body ritual purification in the shower, scrubbing until I felt human again. The Verdict: I wouldn't wish this culinary curse upon my worst enemy. If you value your internal organs and your dignity, stay far away from the Green Chile Double. Your toilet will thank you. **Rating: 0/10 Souls Saved**