I’m craving a grilled cheese sandwich. The next closest thing I could pick up was a cheddar biscuit. I wait in the drive-thru for what felt like an eternity only to be told, “we don’t make cheddar biscuits anymore.” I’m thinking, “well, you have bacon, egg and cheese biscuits and chicken sandwiches with cheese, so why can’t you make a cheddar biscuit?!?!” My husband insists I just order something else. As if that’ll fulfill my craving. I know I should be thankful for food period, but dang I’m disappointed. 😤