Just imagine…

…having to eat something like this.

It’s the Kentucky Fried Chicken “Double Down” sandwich.

2 slices each of plastic cheese and bacon between 2 crumbed and deep fried chicken breasts

Not forgetting the dollop of “The Colonel’s Secret Sauce”, of course.

Needless to say, it doesn’t look QUITE this vile in the adverts once the food stylists are finished with it, but there’s no getting away from the fact that it’s 25% of my recommended daily calorific intake and with more salt than I should probably eat in a week.

I’d do it like this:

1 chicken breast, sliced horizontally and then flattened.

Dip in a beaten egg and then dredge in fresh breadcrumbs you’ve made from wholemeal bread.

Fry in olive oil.

In the meantime:

Grill some pancetta and drain on kitchen towels, thinly slice some buffalo mozzarella and toss some baby salad greens in a vinaigrette made of olive oil and aceto balsamico.

Assemble as a sandwich using a small ciabatta with a good dusting of freshly ground pepper.

You don’t get the large fries and the bucket of Coke, but then again, it doesn’t cost $9…..

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3 Responses to Just imagine…

  1. Unknown's avatar David Slack says:

    >The weight has crept back up and I am being vigilant at present. So vigilant in fact that…right now I could fall on one of those things with great vigour. I blame my appetite for such stuff on too many years of offal. Your alternative is vastly the better, of course. I'll go get a carrot.

  2. Rute's avatar Rute says:

    Your suggestion is far better!

    The only “fast food” I can tolerate ocasionally is donner, and not everywhere either

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