Sunday, November 9, 2008

I have a problem

This is the Buffalo Dipped Chicken Sandwich



Its one of two flavor dipped chicken sandwiches at Wendy's (the other is a BBQ sauce one). The concept is simple, take one of Wendy's fried chicken breasts and soak it in delicious, delicious sauce.

I'm not going to lie, this looks like the best thing fast food has ever created. I would unspeakable things to this sandwich if I ever got my hands on one. And yet, I can't bring myself to go to Wendy's to eat it. Money and time make it very rare for me to find a time to actually be able to go and eat out and, frankly, when the opportunity comes it feels like it would be a waste to go to Wendy's.

And yet this sandwich is haunting me. Somehow every TV show I watch on every channel features advertising for this sandwich. It seems to be following me around, everywhere I go, haunting me. Everyone I talk to about it (and believe me, I've talked to a number of people about it) seems to think this is the most disgusting thing they've ever heard of, and they think I'm crazy. Some day I will eat this sandwich. And it will be glorious.

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