Abomination: The Desolation of the KFC Biscuit
For shame. What would Harland think?
Some things boggle the mind. Occurrences in our everyday lives that defy the explanation of common sense and reason. Things that, for a lack of a better way to phrase it, make you go “hmmmm.” That make you question the order of all things, your own belief system from the inside out, that makes you checks the filters on how you view the world to make sure they aren’t adversely affecting your world view.
Such as how, in the year of our Lord 2019, can Kentucky Fried Chicken’s biscuits be so god-awful horrible.
How? How can a food icon, emblazoned with the visage of an American original and legend in Harland Sanders, proffer the culinary hockey puck that they criminally try to pass off as a biscuit? The man who not only monetized his recipe for fried chicken, but patented the method in which to make it in a rapid enough fashion to create a fast food empire, not develop the most basic staple of southern sustenance? When the Colonel sold his first franchise, it was in Salt Lake City, where operator Pete Harmon pitched the fine folks of Utah on a southern specialty. He was referring to the fried chicken of course, but biscuits went along for the ride.
But that’s the problem. In the south, a biscuit is not just a side item. It’s darn…
