Thursday, September 4, 2008

Jesus, Mary and Joseph.


Evidently, the continuing war on obesity (of which I am unfortunately a "victim") hasn't stopped enterprising cooks from developing exponentially less healthy dishes than what was previously available. Just looking at this picture made my left ventricle hurt.

Seriously though, how much grease and fat could you possibly need in one meal? Basically, this is a bread, cooked in lard, recooked in more lard, with cheese and beef fat flavoring the lard. Oh, and sugar. Don't forget the sugar.

Now, this is probably the most delicious thing ever cooked by mortal man, but even with that in mind, how could someone possible eat this? Anything that makes 3 Big Macs and a bucket of KFC look healthy in comparison is something that probably should not be. With that being said, I happen to know that this picture was taken in New York City at the Google Cafeteria, and so it will likely be outlawed and made into a class 3 felony before long. If you don't get why I say that, you must understand that NYC made trans-fat illegal, so while I am sort of joking, I am sort of not.

Charles Atkins is totally rolling over in his grave right now...

2 comments:

Randy said...

So I misread your last sentence but it sent me on a fun tangent of staring into space in wonderment for a while... I realize you wrote "Charles Atkins", but for some reason I read "Charles Darwin". This led me to wondering what Darwin would think about this. If someone eats one of these contraptions and their heart gives out would he say that it's survival of the fittest because they couldn't handle it? On the other hand, if one were to eat one and survive does that make them some kind of super-human? Thus, creating a race of people who can continue to eat larger quantities of deep-fried fat and lard... Anyway, just thought I'd share the journey my mind took after misreading your blog...

katdish said...

As someone who loves carbs but loves not wearing XXXL clothing better, I am a proponent of the Atkins diet. (Yes, I know -- it's going to kill me someday, but for now I can fit into my jeans. It's about priorities, people.)

And yes, Dr. Atkins is probably rolling over in his grave. Donuts are the arch nemesis of the low carb faithful...