Someone please tell me if this entry makes me sound out-of-touch like George H. W. Bush with that supermarket scanner. I seldom eat fast food. I probably haven’t been to KFC since the Colonel was alive and “fried” was still part of the name!
I ordered a two piece box of grilled chicken. There are two choices. Mine was a leg and thigh.
Kentucky Grilled Chicken is marinated and seasoned with a savory blend of six secret herbs and spices and slow-grilled to juicy perfection. The cooking process includes a blend of spices that is proprietary to KFC and utilizes custom-designed, patented ovens, making it KFC’s second secret recipe.
Yeah, yeah… whatever. It was really good. The chicken was nicely spiced and quite juicy (though I wondered after the fact exactly when and why “juicy” entered the picture). If there’s a taste advantage to fried I didn’t miss it.
To me this meal seemed more manufactured than cooked. Everything was served in a box packed as if it’s a nightstand from Ikea. A general purpose “spork” was included saving me the trouble of wondering whether I’d need a spoon or fork. I often get Subway subs in a plastic bag yet they somehow lack this aura of Soviet style utility!
Though the grilled chicken is numerically healthier a look at the KFC website shows the fried chicken isn’t that bad for you either. That was a surprise.
If rushed I’d get KFC’s grilled chicken again. I’d just make sure I had a plate (paper or otherwise) waiting. I’m just not ready to eat from a box.