>But I want to try out the memeWhat can I expect
a messy sandwich in a messy box
>>16829901pig parts pressed into a patty slathered in sauce. it's ok, you should at least try it once.
>>16829901about as much flavor as a 1 dollar frozen sandwich from save-a-lot
>>16829901a mediocre pork patty covered in cheap bbq sauce.
>>16829901Very overrated. So overrated they don't keep it on the permanent menu, and it's not because McDonald's doesn't love money.
>>16829904>>16829935>>16829952>>16829953>>16829965OP unironically all of these are not larps, but true posts. that being said you still have to try one.
ampm has them year around AND you get to slather it in chilli and cheese sauce.
>>16829901Honestly prefer the rustlers one.
>>16829952>>16829973Alright anons, I'm trying a double one out today and see what the fuss is about
>>16829901about 3 dollars worth of kinda a nice onion taste and meat you dont feel like youre eating or maybe i was drunk
>>16829901bun and rib patty are too soft, BBQ sauce will get everywhere
>>16829901too much sauceI always have to wipe it off with a napkin, but it's usually too late and the bun is a soggy pasteeat the pickles first
>>16830082>>16829935Is it that much of a mess?
The McRib made me who I am today; more than any other form of media, more than film or TV, more than traditional literature, more than fine art. The McRib contributed to developing more of my personality, outlook and perspective than anything else (with the exception of my parents). I can honestly declare the barbecue-flavored pork product sandwich saved my life, and if it weren’t for it, I would not be here today.That sounds cheesy, I know, so let me backtrack:The middle class Westchester County, New York community where I was raised (coincidentally, one town over from where the McDonald's HQ is located) was 95% caucasian and just under 3% hispanic or latino. Even though I was surrounded by second generation Italian immigrants (my great grandparents immigrated at the turn of the century), I felt strange and/or awkward for a lot of reasons. Being Puerto Rican was certainly somewhere on that list. Also on that list were my taste for theatre, art, and reading — all things I would soon be bullied for -- in addition to my being overweight, having copious amounts of dandruff (which was totally just 90’s hair spray!) and my complete lack of physical prowess (I couldn’t catch a baseball if my life depended on it).I remember when the bullying started: I was in the fourth grade, and one of my best friends turned to me at lunch and started laughing because of the way I looked and acted. The stigma of being strange and uncannily different from my peers continued through high school where I was pelted with gum right out of people’s mouths while other students spit at me through straws in front of teachers who either turned a blind eye or directly participated in my torment by laughing at me while it happened (all this in just first period Biology class). A girl I’d never spoken to before told me that if I died or killed myself, she would laugh.Cont>>>>
Cont>>>>There were in fact many days I thought of ending my life. I thought of myself as some sort of monster for being overweight. My parents are truly my best friends now and could not have loved me more to this day or growing up, but we weren’t always a great match when I was younger. My father, a shrewd, fair, and powerful NYPD detective, and my pragmatic and practical mother, an accountant, didn’t have coping techniques (through absolutely no fault of their own) for dealing with a social pariah interested in acting and art; not sports, like my father, who played minor league baseball and was an All-American basketball player, something that, in addition to being pushed and punched in the halls of school between classes, caused me a great deal of shame. So I hid the bullying I was going through at school from my parents. I grew up depressed, anxious and honestly, not wanting to live very long. To me, a step outside of my bedroom in my parents’ house was an opportunity to be ridiculed, physically abused or torn down for the betterment of others’ self esteem. The only way to ensure my safety was to never leave. Unfortunately, that’s what I did for too long. The reality is that I wanted to end my life.Enter the McRib.The first sandwich I picked up was so tasty, slathered in tangy barbecue sauce, slivered onions and tart pickles all on a hoagie style bun. Though I was often confused by the McRib's sophistication, I was quickly entranced by McDonald's idea that restructured pork patty, barbecue sauce, onions, and pickles served on a 5 1⁄2 inches (14 cm) roll was up there with any sandwich I knew. Sadly, there haven’t been any Puerto Rican/Italian sandwiches for me to connect with, but I was still enamored.>>>cont
>>>ContI didn’t understand at the time, but now I realize what I was doing: I was learning. I was learning flavour signatures that head of Marketing for McDonald's, Chris Claremont, had the employees gently craft. I was learning about cultures and people that I had been ordering from behind the counter. I was learning that a sandwich could be different and hated, yet maybe they had something special. At a time when I didn’t feel like I fit in anywhere, when I didn’t feel like I had a family or community, I had McDonald's, and they were my family. It wasn’t just an escape from anxiety and terror at school, but a way to focus on being a better person, despite what people said about me and how they treated me. There were communities that became families like McDonald's and accepted each other and their faults and physical and racial differences and learned to love one another. That was how I learned how to treat a romantic partner the right way. That was where I learned how to be a better human being. That was where I learned to accept myself.
>OP hereOrder on its way
>>16829901>What can I expectextreme dissapointment.
>>16829901>>16830013well, OP? how was it?
>>16829901It tastes just like Swanson tv dinner salisbury steak except with bbq instead of gravy. Of course you've had it before.
>>16829901Whom are you quoting?
>>16830106depends on who makes it, ive gotten some that were fine, ive gotten others that had already oozed the sauce all over the box and still had way too much on the patty
>>16832517>Of course you've had it before.This.
>>16829901It would be amazing if you could replace the meat with an actual piece of pork. The patty or whatever has a legitimately disgusting texture and taste, but the rest of it is well crafted
>>16829901My opinion is that there is not enough sauce to properly moisten the sandwich
>>16829901I had one for the first time last year. Nothing special really, just pork covered in sauce.
>>16829965They only sell it when pork is on special. True story.
>>16832679correct. They can't make it a year round item because it would put porkbelly prices up too high because mcdonalds is huge. When they introduced apple dippers they became the largest purchaser of apples in the world
>>16829901mediocre, mechanically recovered and pressed pork, slathered in cheap bbq sauce.
>>16832492It was a fucking mess you guys :^(
>>16832839just push through it. you're almost done lad
>>16829901the same thing as the frozen "rib dinner" shit you get at the grocery store
It's not great but you should have one
>>16829901Disappointment followed by regret. Yet in the future - maybe not this year, or even the year after, but eventually - you will choose to try this again, in the vain hopes that, somehow, it Does Not Suck anymore. And the cycle shall repeat.
>>16829901Even their perfectly presented, photoshopped picture of it looks horrible
>>16829901It gets smaller and tastes worse every year. And somehow, I still buy it.
>>16829901It's not great, anon. You can make a much better rib sandwich at home with only a little effort.https://youtu.be/woyu7BauVPIhttps://youtu.be/zitn2X9hrQ8
>>16834024>>16833969Based time traveling schizos
>>16833362I imagine its 95% about the bbq sauce and a meat slurry that feels satisfying to swallow
The meat has no flavor. It's fucking weird.It is the one fast food item I can safely say tastes like cardboard with shitty BBQ sauce on it.
>>16829901they're gross and made me feel like shit