Perhaps I’m crazy, but I want to at least give one of these bad boys a try. I went on Digg tonight and most diggers are railing on the doughnut hamburger.
But, like the description says, it’s not unlike the McGriddle. The McGriddle, of course, is what the Greek gods would have eaten if they ran out of ambrosia. Why is it that we don’t get bent out of shape when the sausage touches the maple syrup? It’s because sweet + salty + fat = thank you homey.
I would like to hear some real eyewitness accounts of the doughnut burger so we don’t have to rely on haters for our opinion of this divine looking piece of foodcraft.
If anybody has one of these authentic beauties, please let me know. I will send you a self addressed stamped envelope. I suppose I could go to Dunkin Donuts, then hit Jack and the Box. But fuck that shit.
All I have to say is this: don’t hate the playa, hate the game.
Bitches.