I walked into a dimly-lit apartment with the sounds of
George Michael’s “Careless Whisper”
coming from our newly-acquired Bose stereo.
“Michelle, I’ve prepared a romantic meal for us”
was the vibe coming from our humble digs.
Laid out before me was not one, but two Big American 2 Idaho Burgers, one for each of us.
The Idaho Burger is the second in a four-part series of offensively American-themed burgers from the delusional minds at McDonald’s. I’m not sure if I’m more: surprised that the Japanese endorsed this or that corporate American McDonald’s thought it would be okay to portray the states this way.
mustard pepper sauce
*layers of grease oozing between it all
This actually tasted much better than the Big American 2 Texas 2 Burger, though that doesn’t mean it was good. The gravy (at least that’s what I think it was) had a sickenly sweet, overpowering taste. The meat was McDonald’s, so blah. The hash brown offered a …nice (did I really just say that?) crunch to it all. I actually tasted the bacon in this one, too.
It’s still crap, though, in the truest sense of the word.
Putting aside issues with quality and stereotyped burgers, I find it pretty ironic that they chose to pay homage to a state known for its potato production with a chemically-altered/enhanced byproduct of potato that probably, like the french fries, more closely resembles the unnatural flavors of their oil. I said the hash brown had a crunch, and that’s about it. No taste. If you’ve ever had a McDonald’s hash brown – or really any McDonald’s food – you’ll know that familiar taste of McDonald’s… it’s not actually food. It’s all oil.
Luckily, I had this for lunch, so maybe my digestive track won’t spontaneously combust in the night.