We were driving home from the movie theater, and Gary said, “Where do you want to eat dinner?”
“At home,” I replied.
“I want to eat out.”
“Where, then?”
“I don’t know. Where do you want to eat?”
AT HOME, I thought loudly. But what I said was, “Anywhere. I don’t care.”
Suddenly we were in a Taco Bell drive-through and I found myself eating this for dinner:
That is a Naked Chicken Chalupa. What looks like the “shell” is a deep fried chicken patty.
Disgusting, I know, but I am somewhat charmed by food in disguise. Pancakes that look like turtles, cupcakes that look like muppets, and now chicken that looks like a taco.
Well, technically, chicken that looks like a chalupa, yet it tastes (as so many things do) like chicken. And, even better — looks fattening, tastes light. I kept gnawing away at it, trying to work out why it felt so much healthier than a real chalupa. Finally I realized that since the “filling” was nothing but cheese, lettuce and tomato, I was eating an inverted carb-free chicken sandwich.
Would I eat it again? Not a chance. Would I eat the new KFC chicken crust pizza they only sell in Japan and the Phillipines? I’m not sure. I imagine that’s just going to taste like chicken parmigiana. Would I eat the chicken cupcakes the author anticipates in the link above? Absolutely.
In related news, I have gained back ten pounds of the forty I lost a few years ago. No more fast food for me.