Right around lunchtime this afternoon, my dog Andy the Barking Schnoodle lost his mind. That could only mean one thing: Someone was at the door. In the Rosenwald household, thatâ€™s usually a food delivery driver, and that driver is usually handing off pizza or Chinese.
Today the driver handed me a Whopper, fries, a Diet Coke, a salad and a Hersheyâ€™s sundae pie. The smell of fries on my doorstep was a rather new and perplexing aroma.
Burger King is testing delivery at about 10 locations in Maryland and Virginia, and I decided to test it at my house. Once the food finally got here, it was pretty darn good: The fries were hot and crispy, the Whopper was fresh and unsoggy, the salad was pretty and delightful and the pie â€” I was too full for that. Read on.