Wednesday, August 27, 2008


According to my friend Barry, that’s how barbecue aficionados describe this infamous Fast Food creation:


The McRib.

Faux ’Cue, indeed.

Think on it: a hunk of compressed Zombified Porky Detritus, molded so as to have the appearance of bones, drenched in a gloppy barbecue sauce and served on a bun.

The McRib falls into that select category of foods that I refer to as “Things I Would Eat, Albeit Reluctantly, In The Event Of a Nuclear Holocaust.” About two steps ahead of head cheese.

Not the best idea to come out of Hamburger University, in my not-so-humble opinion. Probably the result of a case of Fallen Golden Arches.

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