Black People Rejoice
Burger King now offers "Chicken Fries."
posted by The Quintessential Negro at 10:55 PM
Friday, July 29, 2005
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9 Comments:
I would like to point out that last night I suggested making some chicken-fried french fries (by battering up some frozen Ore Ida fries and deep frying them) but The Quint didn't think it would be a good idea.
That is correct. It did not appeal to my sophisticated palate.
...but did you see the coonerific commercial though?
What the heck is chicken fries, and why is it so appealing?
Is it something that's so bad for your heart yet so good for your soul, kind of like Roscoe's Chicken n' Waffles (Which I've never tried, God bless my heart, but would like to one day, because you only live once)?
Chicken Fries are processed bits of chicken that are molded into the shape of french fries, deep fried and served in a french fry container. They are basically Burger King's creative take on Chicken McNuggets. I would not suggest that you eat them.
The simple, direct statement of this post made me laugh, but I have to admit that my first reaction to the commercial for this was "Oh my freak. Because we're all just not fat enough!" (And this comes from a former "super heavy user" of McDonalds - according to the definition outlined in "Super Size Me")
I swore off fast food a long time ago. Occasionaly, I'll get some fries because they don't seem as bad as all the other stuff. I think there are a lot of folks like me who only eat the fries. Maybe Burger King is trying to trick this market into eating chicken. It's a conspiracy! Consider this your warning.
Actually, it's the fries that freak me out the most. I am a huge potato lover (and love the taste of the fries), but I found it disturbing when all McDonald's sandwiches and fries were each placed in a separate container and took a lot longer to decompose than regular food (preservatives I know). But after 12 weeks of turning fuzzy colors, the fries were the only thing that looked just like they did the day they were bought. I've found a fry here and there when cleaning out my car, months after the fact and for some reason it never hit me how disturbing that should have been :).
I will not eat them, no I won't.
I won't eat them and I suggest that you don't.
Just stumbled upon this blog--brilliant, I say. :o)
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