I remember when their Fried Chicken Pizza came out… I figured “You do good chicken, and Yum Foods owns Pizza Hut, and I love their pizza… So… this should be a treat.”
Felt like throwing up, only finished the damn thing because I paid so much for it and my mama taught me to never waste food that’s edible.
And for the record, I’m someone who regularly ate the Double Down Chicken Sandwich, ya know the one that basically could have been called “This Will Cause A Heart Attack”. I’m all about greasy disgusting things that would be considered war crimes if you fed them to enemy soldiers. Fried Chicken Pizza should have knocked it out of the park with my demographic, but… ugh… just tasted like someone threw up on my chicken tendies.
And I’ve stopped eating at McDonalds as much… only go there if I’m in a hurry and need to get something on the way into work. A big part of that isn’t just me needing to save cash for a con I’m heading to later this month, but… the taste just isn’t there. I used to love these burgers, they were a guilty pleasure for me. Sure they couldn’t compare to some spices on a medium rare burger, especially when you lather the meat with a bit of bud light before you cook it (I know that sounds Redneck as fuck, but it’s delicious if you do it right)
But fuck at least that was an ideal pick-me-up. But I can’t even call them Unhappy Meals because that implies they have an unpleasant flavor instead of… Well none at all.
I remember when their Fried Chicken Pizza came out… I figured “You do good chicken, and Yum Foods owns Pizza Hut, and I love their pizza… So… this should be a treat.”
Felt like throwing up, only finished the damn thing because I paid so much for it and my mama taught me to never waste food that’s edible.
And for the record, I’m someone who regularly ate the Double Down Chicken Sandwich, ya know the one that basically could have been called “This Will Cause A Heart Attack”. I’m all about greasy disgusting things that would be considered war crimes if you fed them to enemy soldiers. Fried Chicken Pizza should have knocked it out of the park with my demographic, but… ugh… just tasted like someone threw up on my chicken tendies.
And I’ve stopped eating at McDonalds as much… only go there if I’m in a hurry and need to get something on the way into work. A big part of that isn’t just me needing to save cash for a con I’m heading to later this month, but… the taste just isn’t there. I used to love these burgers, they were a guilty pleasure for me. Sure they couldn’t compare to some spices on a medium rare burger, especially when you lather the meat with a bit of bud light before you cook it (I know that sounds Redneck as fuck, but it’s delicious if you do it right)
But fuck at least that was an ideal pick-me-up. But I can’t even call them Unhappy Meals because that implies they have an unpleasant flavor instead of… Well none at all.