Showing posts with label Double Down. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Double Down. Show all posts

Monday, April 12, 2010

Did I Eat That? - KFC Double Down


Roughly 8 months ago I, along with many of you came across this gem. However, unlike most of you, I was positively ecstatic about the prospect of one day treating myself to a small pile of fried chicken covered in corn syrup-based koala semen substitute. The way I see it, if, in his infallibly infinite and all-knowing wisdom, Colonel Sanders has decided my life should end in a salty, greasy, fat clogged stroked out blaze of glory then who am I to argue with him?

So I bided my time, waiting for KFC to finally turn this sickeningly scrumptious snack concept into tummy-turning reality. And then it was here, April 12, 2010. With a combination of impatience and shame shooting through my veins I sped through the KFC drive-thru, flinging my crumpled up tender at the poor schmuck at the window while simultaneously snatching my goody bag from his grasp. Once safely back home I tore through the paper bag which sported the likeness of the Colonel, his eternal grin mocking me in my helpless state. The smell of fried poultry hit my nostrils as my fingertips locked in on the greasy masterpiece which was now at my mercy. I took a bite. And what a bite it was! My tongue was besieged by the combination of salt, grease, spices, and animal fat. It was almost too much to process, each individual component losing itself in the entirety of the Double Down experience. There was just the right amount of Swiss cheese, the proper dosage of special sauce, and a perfect strip of bacon. In short, I was impressed.


Result: Despite my trepidation that I would feel dirty and ill after consuming this abomination of all things sandwich, I actually walked away from the feeding grounds relatively sated and none the worse for wear. It turns out this little puppy has more bark than bite. But kudos to you Colonel, due to a successful combination of an impressive array of flavors your beast is indeed a beauty. The Double Down receives 3.75 Golden Tongues out of a possible 5 Golden Tongues. It's a shame I can't give it more but, surprisingly, it just wasn't revolting enough to make a significant impression on my digestive tract.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Great Moments in Fat History: The KFC Double Down.

The Colonel is trying to kill you.

He's not even trying to hide it anymore.

He wants you to die, and he wants you to die now.

How else do you explain his newest menu item - a bacon sandwich topped with a slice of pepper jack, a slice of swiss cheese and the Colonel's secret sauce**?

What?

That doesn't sound too bad, you say?

In fact it sounds very similar to what you had for breakfast this morning, you say?

Hm…

Oh, right!

That's 'cuz I forget something.

You know the bun?

It's been replaced.







With fried chicken.

Bite into the Double Down and say, "I hate me."

**Koala semen. It's true.