I'm Breaking Up With You, Arby's
Look, Arby's, it's not me, it's you. I know you've heard it the other way many times, but I'm not the kind of guy who cares about fat and calories. I care more about food quality and proper service. Yes, I realize that you're "fast" food but you've always held a special place in my heart. Especially since you charge twice as much as other fast food joints. Sometimes I get the feeling that you'd rather have my money than my happiness.
In the past I've overlooked your inconsistent "beef" slicing. When you're thin, our relationship is great, but when you're thick, well, it's just chewy and gross. Look at it this way, if I want a roast beef sandwich, I go to Subway (yes, I've been seeing other restaurants)--if I want beef that's sliced paper thin, I go to you (but not anymore).
Remember when we went on that break a couple years ago? After our big blowup over you dropping the homestyle fries, I eventually got over it and came back. I was even more into you when you introduced the loaded potato bites. After that I didn't even miss the fries.
Despite our good times, I'm breaking up with you because you never give me your sauce anymore. You used to care. You used to either ask how many packets I wanted or you'd just surprise me. Now, you merely hand me the bag and send me on my way. You don't even ask me if I want it anymore. I look into that bag of deliciousness hoping for at least two packets, but now it's packetless. I never think to ask for ARBY'S sauce because your frickin' name is on the packets. Do you just assume that a magical Arby's fairy will put it in my refrigerator when I get home? Because that doesn't happen. I've checked.
I'm sure you'll do fine without me, Arby's. After all, there's always a new generation of people like me for you to constantly disappoint.
--Spanno











Wait, hold up, don’t turn away just because you’ve had some scary cheese ball experiences in the past. Instead of being the monsterish, dull, and avoidable store-bought variety, these little bundles of cheesy joy are easy-to-make, delicious, and a stand out at parties year-round--so much so that it’s a good idea to make a double batch. The recipe (which is from, if you’ll allow me a second of self promotion, the Made In A Flash chapter in my new book, 
