“Earn your money, whore. Earn your money and talk about our damn Frosties.”
The staff of AFFotD are not, by the general definition, foodies. We appreciate a fine steak as much as anyone, and we might have had an embarrassingly sexual response to hearing about gourmet cocktails that house Old Fashioneds inside an ice-shaped egg, and we’ll even shell a hundred bucks on a dinner and actually appreciate the meal, but…come on, people, we’ve written two articles about deep fried foods. So if you tell us about any dish with the term “reduction sauce” in it, our eyes are likely to roll into the back of our heads like an A.D.D. Epileptic. So when we scour the internet to find the latest American food inventions (Sponsored, as always, by Wendy’s. Wendy’s: They pay us to dance and goddamn it we’re going to dance!) we don’t look for exciting uses of quail egg, or quick-freeze layers of liquefied ox tail, hell no, we want to see unhealthy shit piled up as high as our cholesterol.
And that’s when we found…
The “Deep in the Heart (Attack) of Texas” sandwich. Yes. Yes. All of this yes. (………Sponsored by Wendy’s)