If you live in Heaven, aka the South, you know what Cookout is. If you know what Cookout is, you have eaten there. If you have eaten there, you will continue to eat at Cookout.
Reason number one that Cookout is the food of the Gods is plain and simple. Milkshakes. Forty plus milkshakes, to be precise. Each milkshake is made with extra love and extra yum. Seriously. The milkshakes are made with fresh ingredients. If you order a watermelon milkshake (the best one), it is made with real, fresh, delicious watermelon. Um, yum.
The Cookout tray is a close second to the milkshakes. One entree, two sides, and a drink all for five dollars? Yes, please. Hot dog! Literally. Two, actually. With your choice of toppings.
Cheesecake. Why is it on the menu? I don't know. But it is, and it's delicious.
Burgers. Amazing, delicious, real cheddar cheese (not that fake American nastiness). Bacon? You can get that. Grilled onions? You can get that. Pretty much any sauce you would put on a burger? You can get that.
Corndogs, quesadillas, chicken wrap, onion rings, hushpuppies, and about a million different kind of fries all come as sides. Freaking yes.
Having sparkling customer service is "My pleasure!" to enjoy every time I go in. The tables are clean, the floors are swept, and the people are nice.
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go work at Cookout. I mean eat.
