Burger King has introduced another of its gimmick Whoppers, and who's there to make sure it's safe for the masses? Terrific or Turd.
First, consider this...
Angry Whopper
880 Calories
55 g. Fat (18 Saturated, 2 Trans)
1670 mg. Sodium
59 g. Carbs
3 g. Fiber
13 g. Sugar
37 g. Protein
Angry Triple Whopper
1360 Calories
91 g. Fat (33 Saturated, 4 Trans)
1680 mg. Sodium
59 g. Carbs
3 g. Fiber
13 g. Sugar
77 g. Protein
B-Com Says:
After taking the picture above, then sitting down to my "regular size" Angry Whopper, minus the jalepenos (yeah, I'm a wuss,) I was reminded of a comedy bit done by Dave Attel about "time travel." Of course, he's talking about how when you drink too much, sometimes you black out and wake up at another bar... or seven years down the road.
I'm reminded of this story because I remember the first time J-Lam and I tried a gimmick Whopper from Burger King, it was the KONG Whopper, which I made sure to order for him with extra EVERYTHING including a fourth patty! That afternoon, about two hours after he downed that sucker, J-Lam called me to tell me he had suddenly felt very light-headed and chilled, he had rushed to the bathroom, planted himself on the john, and promptly "time traveled" for about ten minutes. He blamed it on the burger.
So, I picked up my Whopper with trepidation. Will I time travel this time?
Having been fairly disappointed the last time we did this (the horrendous Indiana Jones Whopper,) I was not expecting much any way, time travel or not.
But my first bite turned that around in a hurry. I was amazed how the burger wizards had melded so many ingredients very different from the standard Whopper (bacon, crispy fried onion, funky red-yellow-orange sauce) and yet the flavors meshed flawlessly. I genuinely enjoyed this fast food burger.
I did not even consider the nutritional facts. When I pulled them up back at the office, I was, of course, horrified by what I just put in my body. But, it was so good... I might just do it again!
TERRIFIC!
J-Lam Says:
Now look. You're walking into a restaurant where you order your food standing up from bright, image-laden menus on the ceiling above you. Your host wears a maroon polo shirt and a matching visor cap. You decide whether you want the kid's meal just so you can play with the 3-inch-tall Barbie they're offering this week, and you carry your food to your table on an unbreakable brown plastic tray.
All things considered, if you've delved this far into America's fascination with early death, why would you come back to the office and look up the nutritional facts? You know you're killing yourself. There's, like, a Surgeon General's warning on the entrance isn't there?
Anyway, that being said, I too was taken aback by the day's worth of nutrients I inhaled in the ten bites it took me to finish my Angry Triple Whopper.
As you know, I'm a huge Whopper fan... in more ways than one. And whenever we try one of their new variations, B-Com insists I go super-size. I hate to see him whine and stamp his feet, so I comply. If my wife is reading this, let me make it clear that I did not order fries. That would have been suicidal, and probably was a contributing factor to the whole Time Travel episode B-Com mentioned.
I ordered the Angry Whopper just as it comes, including the jalepenos. (I am not a wuss, at least when it comes to hot things.) I thought the whole presentation was excellent. The new Angry Sauce was really tasty - a combination of sweet and spicy that brought to mind honey-mustard and Red Hot, although that may not be accurate. The crispy fried onions were a delicious touch, and the plain old Whopper goodness still showed through all that to make for a spectacular burger experience.
The only thing I would suggest is if you order it with the jalepenos, make sure the pimply-faced kid in back spreads them out evenly. Even if you're not a wuss, a bite with nine jalepeno slices in it because they were all thrown on in a pile is no fun.
TERRIFIC!
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