Being apposed to fast food (when sober), I haven't eaten a McDonald's breakfast in about a decade. But this morning i found myself famished and near a house of golden arches. So i took a chance and ordered an Egg McMuffin. What the hell, right? I like eggs and i love English muffins. And I'm absolutely obsessed with corporate colloquialisms.
I have to admit, i was impressed with the variable cornucopia of contrasting tastes.
The Muffin itself tasted strongly of corn meal and cigarette smoke. I'm guessing the egg was poached. Though its shape and texture reminded me of one of those gelatinous urinal cakes you see every once in a while. When ordering, I didn't even consider there being a meat involved, and rightfully so. I believe Bologna was the protein of choice. And it definitely held up the standard of the sandwich by adding a distinct sweetness. Similar to TUMS. This, of course was all topped off with a "Burger Band-Aid" AKA cheese. Its seems the fast food industry carries the same concern for their food's integrity as my mother did for my well being. The bigger the boo-boo; the bigger the band-aid you need. And if you're left with a gaping wound worthy of at least 5 stitches, 2 Band-aids should work just fine.
In all, the sandwich was edible. But then, technically anything you can fit in your stomach is "edible" just not digestible. Of the latter, the verdict is still not in on this McDelicacy.
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