Every year McDonald's brings back for a limited time the McRib Sandwich. A flurry of hype and excitement descends on the masses as this great sandwich returns to the menu. I can't tell you how many Facebook posts I saw announcing its triumphant return. Now mind you, this is a sandwich made of disgustingly sweet bar-b-q sauce, rubber pickles chips and reconstituted onions all on top of a meat-like substance that is suppose to replicate the shape of a pork rib, although it is boneless. (I'm guessing it is pork, but could be beef - you decide.)
I give kudos to the marketing department for creating such a mass hysteria around this sandwich when it returns. For a sandwich that just oozes processed ingredients out of its pores, people love their McRib. In a moment of weakness, I too fell for the hypnotic McRib bonanza and broke down and bought one. I will say in my defense, I was stress eating and processed foods tend to have a melatonin effect on my brain to help comfort me - that is until I crash from an overload of processed carbs. Afterward I asked myself the question "what the hell did I just eat and why did I do that?!"
While some people are proud to shout it from the rooftop "I 'heart' the McRib!" this one remains one of my dirty little secrets.
I might be one of the few that has never had one of these.
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