You may have heard of the 'Double Down' sandwich (and I wouldn't recommend looking up the phrase in the Urban Dictionary as I've just done), but it really has to be seen to be believed. It's effectively a cheese and bacon sandwich, where the bread roll has been substituted for two pieces of fried chicken. Oh yes.
As you can imagine, my curiosity was well and truly piqued when I heard of such a magical sandwich, so when I saw this sign on our recent drive to Michigan recently (more on that to follow), I could hardly refuse now could I?
So, despite Omar advising that I exercise some sanity over my menu choice I persevered and ended up with this bad boy:
Oh yeah. And here's me, taming the beast:
So, my verdict? Well, I have to say that it wasn't quite as greasy and crunch-inducing as I had anticipated. Such a large amount of chicken ended up being quite dry (although that was probably all the salt) and I was disappointed with the cheese, which didn't really melt and the measly amount of bacon. So a bit disappointing on all counts. That being said, I didn't need to eat for quite some time afterwards, so I guess it did well on the calorie count.
It also made me think of John Oliver talking about the Domino's Oreo pizza:
“That is the single most patriotic item I have ever seen in my life. Have that fluttering in the moonlight at Yankees Stadium as a single tear spills down Derek Jeter’s cheek. Because that is the biggest imaginable ‘fuck you’ you could possibly issue to terrorists. By hoisting the Oreo pizza up a flagpole, what you’re essentially saying is, 'There is nothing you can do to us we are not already doing to ourselves'.”
Amen to that.
So in conclusion, the overall crunch factor is: 1 crunch out of 5.
Not even a sniff of a stomach ache and no other immediate ill effects. Maybe I've been in America too long.
The jury is still out, however, on the number of years this little escapade has shaved off my life. I doubt I'll be trying it again, you know, just in case.
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