The drive through can be a strange place when you don't know what you want as you arrive. Suddenly those signs on the window start looking good, but you know the food is going to look better than it tastes, yet you can't decide what greasyy thing to shove into you so you just go for it. This was my exact scenario as I rolled through here near my lodging. The signs for the new Cheesesteak melt seemed pronmising, but upon eating the thing we find some form of steak that doesn't even compare to steakumm's in quality and a mess of white cheese folded inside. The sourdough bread was grilled nicely and the fries were crisp, but I will now have to return to the dollar menu where I belong. The extra star is for the mini-pancakes on that menu. Ten silver dollar beauties with butter and packaged syrup - how can you go wrong with that?