No bread just chocolate, batter and a whole lot of deep fried goodness!What do they use for the bread part of that thing, Flakes? It looks like some sort of fried dough with a slab of beef inside it.
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No bread just chocolate, batter and a whole lot of deep fried goodness!What do they use for the bread part of that thing, Flakes? It looks like some sort of fried dough with a slab of beef inside it.
Yep. My dad, who loved Cracker Barrel and always stopped there when traveling, hasn't set foot in one since this issue first came to light.Holy cow! I cannot get over Crackle Barrel! What a bunch of horrible people.
Good for him!!!!Yep. My dad, who loved Cracker Barrel and always stopped there when traveling, hasn't set foot in one since this issue first came to light.
After looking at it a little longer, I'd wondered if it was a batter. And, yes, the mental image of grease running down your hands as you're biting into one of those things is definitely coming to my mind!No bread just chocolate, batter and a whole lot of deep fried goodness!
It looks kind of awful and sounds very addicting.After looking at it a little longer, I'd wondered if it was a batter. And, yes, the mental image of grease running down your hands as you're biting into one of those things is definitely coming to my mind!
Ain't that the truth with most very addicting things!It looks kind of awful and sounds very addicting.
They make those in the little town in Wyoming my husband is from--they're called 'Cartwheels'. Greasy and gross (to me), but he loves them--lolThey are quite nice but not something to eat when you have company. They are massively calorific and greasy. I've only ever had one...
You know what would be amazing? Deep fried burgers...
I always got Unlucky Strikeouts.oh, Another great one we have around here is SHOOPS. One of those fifties diner throwbacks, with little jukeboxes on the tables and REAL cherry cokes. Their burgers are humongous, handmade patties that hang about an inch an a half off the bun, crispy around the edges--to bite into one of those juicy doubles is to be transported back to the age of poodle skirts and duck-ass haircuts. Free pack of Lucky Strikes with every order.
I always got Unlucky Strikeouts.
YES! LOL! I just told my daughter I think I need a burger today (and I eat them just about once in a blue moon...MMMM... blue bacon burger... )Anybody else STARVING about now?
That's the nougat. And while I LOVE Mars bars, having eaten ONE deep-fried one in Edinburgh, I never need to eat one again.Even though it says right there what it is, I just can't seem to figure out what I'm looking at. Why does it look like it has meat in it?? I'd rather have that In-N-Out burger I can't have.
There was a Sambo's here too. How embarrassing.Great article, danie. Thank you!
I lost my taste for fast food and greasy pizzas a while back. Grandma and I still get a Five Guys now and then, like every four to six months, and one sandwich, along with the obscene amount of yummy fries that they put in a "regular" size order, fills both of us. Every now and then, some family member will offer me a bite of their greasebomb, and I try it, and the magic is just not there.
One exception: A local chain, Good Times, has a buffalo chicken sandwich that's reasonably spicy. Comes with lettuce and tomato with ranch dressing. I order it without the ranch. It's tasty enough but not addictive.
Papa John's and Chik-Fil-A certainly have the right to make all the political pronouncements they want, and I don't care if people boycott or anti-boycott because they can do what they want as well, but I'll make my own choices on that. And Cracker Barrel, no words. I wasn't aware of that history, and I used to go to a chain called Sambo's in my youth.
There was a Sambo's here too. How embarrassing.
Nah, I took care of that mid thread.Anybody else STARVING about now?