You all have probably read this story.
Stephanie and I saw a rat on the floor of the KFC near our apartment in NYC two years ago, and that’s what finally turned us off Colonel Chicken forever. Not the trans-fat … just the rat. I think I’ve eaten at a KFC only once since then, and it was in Minnesota. But I will never again be able to sink my teeth into a bite of original recipe without thinking, “Hey, this probably has the same consistency and chew as … rat.”
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