I've never eaten a McRib and don't really have any desire to do so. However, based on its worldwide phenomenon status I kinda thought I was missing out on something. Seeing Jack Osbourne's reaction upon seeing a sign that declared "The McRib is back," further piqued my curiosity:
The reactions to my status were pretty consistent as well as creative. Here's a sample:
- Why are we still tallking about the McRib..
- The picture under nasty [in the dictionary] could be the McRib
- I think sesame-toasted grasshoppers seem more appealing. ;)
- Mcnasty. Its sought after all ovr the world
- NASTY! all the way
- Looks like it would give you McBotulism....no thanks.
Karen, whom I knew from high school but became acquainted with when we worked together at Target during college, offered her services as a taste-tester to confirm if the multiple commenters on my status were correct about the McRib. Talk about falling onto a grenade. She took one for the team.
As promised, she went to McDonald's at lunchtime today, and provided a colorful commentary of her experience an insightful conclusion.
Since a lengthy, intelligent conversation ensued last night on exactly where the McRib falls on the scale of 1 to McNasty, I volunteered my services to taste one today and give my results to the poll. ( My friends are apparently under the impression that I will partake in almost anything that seems edible, and I would like to take the time now to clarify that I usually don't eat what I have deemed "processed monstrosities," but food items that instead explore cultures around the world and diverse my palate. ;))
So! Here goes! All of the McDonald's around town are proudly displaying that McRib is back; it's as if Disney has released a movie from the vault..
As I head to the drive-thru, I notice this sign....
hahahaha...REALLY??! "Joy to the McRib?" Is this what our American culture has come to? We spread our joy of processed crap around the world?
I place my order...a McRib value meal (Yes, I ordered a Diet Coke in attempts to balance out the fat and calorie content that I'm about to partake) and a double cheeseburger with no onions for the dogs.
Here's a sneak peek in to the bag...sure hope those fries are pipin' hot:
I'm so excited, I can barely wait to get back to my desk to taste it. This guy right here, says he eats 4 a day...that it's "sandwich sent by God, that it's like eating unicorn." (If anyone has unicorn for me to try, I want some of THAT!!)
This is what the outside of the box says, it's really building up the anticipation, the moment...
And, here's what "the gift from God" (as Ricky says) looks like when you open the box...
Hmmm....doesn't look like much...for those of you who don't know, Wikipedia (and Kristen) have provided us the definition of this um, godly, sandwich..." The McRib consists of a formed ground pork patty, barbecue sauce, onions, and pickles served on a 6 inch (15.2 cm) roll. The patty is precooked, frozen and later reheated." Sounds yummy <(insert sarcasm here). Maybe it will look better if I lift the lid:
Nope! Still doesn't look all that appealing. Ricky says looks can be deceiving. This is what I look like before I taste:
I detect a slight sense of skepticism there...
First bite...All I taste is BBQ Sauce.
The truth of the matter is...the McRib doesn't really taste like anything at all! McDonald's could've ground up cardboard, dipped it in BBQ sauce, put it on a bun, added onions and a couple of wimpy, disgusting-looking pickles, and I wouldn't have been any the wiser!
Final results: I certainly will not pick up the habit of eating 4 McRibs per day, nor will I spend any more of my salary on this disgusting, McNasty sandwich!