Joe Wenderroth sat in his local Wendy’s drinking coffee day after day, and
wrote a book of poetry, or a novel if it makes you feel better, entirely on
their comment cards. I like to imagine him actually sending the cards,
but I guess he didn’t, or else we wouldn’t have a published book of them.
[NOTE: Tangentially related to food if you ask me, but I need to build
up the category.]
- Excerpt. [extra salty language]
- A couple more. [sodium-free language]
- The most
entertaining of several discussions with the author I found on
google. [some salt] - An NYC
Reading in mp3 or RealAMRadio. [salty] - A concerned, utterly lost grandfather who probably won’t take his business to Wendy’s anymore. [Mrs. Dash - salt-free flavor substitute]
