5 Best Fast Food Restaurants in Baker City

“I work here and great crew members whom are all awesome 👏🏼“

“I was pleasantly surprised to find dine-in seating, and the option of a very fresh garden salad with very delicious grilled chicken. The bread sticks were super fresh, fluffy and buttery as well. I felt like I'd entered a time warp and gone back to the 80's, in a good way!“

“At dq myself in lewiston Idaho“

“Update: 08/23/25 About 5PM
Had to come back and taketh off a starth. In all seriousness. Spent $40 on Mac & Cheese (a new favorite), chicken strips, and a couple big meals. Mine was the chicken cordon bleu, crinkle fries and a zero sugar Lemonade. Usually spot on and fabulous!
This time, not so much. Every piece of the entire order was old and hard. Not just a little - a whole heck of a lot. The chicken was old and rubbery, like chicken gets when its old. I couldn't eat it because it was too hard. One chicken tender was about an inch long and counted as one tender. I bought the chicken to share with dogs, and my toothless dog couldn't eat the chicken or fries. Now that about says it all. The fries were old, hard and crunched when bent. Very very disappointed. Maybe I could let it go.... but the price tag is insane, I am poor, this was a treat, and I kind of expect to go home on my Saturday evening with a fresh, edible meal. The photos don't show the agony of disappointment in a favorite establishment.

Oh, and those 2 pieces of chicken tenders, are indeed 2 of the pieces. Not 1 bad piece, like a fluke, nope that is what is counted as 2. I am greatly saddened, and left with a grumbly in my tummy.

Then went to leave a comment on website only to fill it out, and get an error. Twice. Call me a glutton for punishment.

Dearest Journal,

On this most blessed of afternoons, with the sun high and my belly rumbling like a war drum, I did stumble upon a curious establishment bearing the noble banner of Arby’s. I knew not what to expect, for in these modern times, roast beef is oft treated with cruelty and indifference.

But lo... upon crossing the threshold, I was greeted by a kind maiden behind the counter, her voice sweet as molasses and swift with service. “Welcome to Arby’s,” quoth she, “We have the meats.” I clutched my tri-corner hat and whispered, “Praise be.”

I ordered a Roast Beef Sandwich and a goblet of curly fries, twisted like the powdered wigs of Parliament. The meat tender as a lullaby. The bun pillowy and warm, as though baked in the hearth of angels. The Horsey Sauce? A revelation. My lips tingled. My soul wept.

Verily, I devoured it like a starving soldier at winter's end. Napkins were offered generously, as I had become a beast in mine own joy. The young lad who brought forth the food bore the expression of a squire fulfilling his sacred quest. He nodded. I nodded. We understood one another.

The establishment was clean, the tables sturdy, and the ambiance rich with the scent of seasoned delight. Not once did I fear the wrath of indigestion nor the betrayal of blandness. Nay, this was a feast fit for the hungriest of revolutionaries.

In conclusion, should ye find thyself lost in this cruel world of plant-based trickery and sad cold sandwiches, worry not. Ride thine noble steed (or 2007 Toyota Camry) to Arby’s... for there, thou shalt feast like kings.

Forever thine in meat and mirth,
~Sir and Lady Beef Wellington of the Drive-Thru Order #127“

“Awesome food and service“