Just last week, I saw the KFC Cheesy Bacon Bowl commercial and I was thinking “Damn, I kinda want one.” Then magically I got an email from KFC’s PR team the very next day, asking me to try the this dang thing. Be careful what you wish for. They sent me a bucket with KFC gift certificates, kitchen supplies, a bacon-scented car hanger and sneaked in a $25 Visa card. What the hell. Well, I’ll try the bowl anyway because I want to.
Today was Judgement Day. I went to the KFC at Herald Square (Broadway between 34th & 33rd St). It’s a combination KFC/Nathan’s/Tim Hortons. Everyone looked so unhappy. I don’t know if it was the stress of the Midtown lunch shift, but it wasn’t a pleasant feeling. There were five cashiers and I think I saw three of them have problems with customers. My cashier stole the Cheesy Bacon Bowl out of the hand of another cashier that was making it for her customer. “Hey that was mine.” “No. It’s mine.” and puts it in my bag. Dang.
KFC Cheesy Bacon Bowl @ Herald Square NYC
Dang. It was good for the first bite, then got really salty. Got bad quick. I felt anxious. I shoveled it down to get the hell out of there. I don’t really blame the cashiers, because I know how fucked up people in the area can be. I just saw some lady yell and kick a cab on the street. Then the cab made a U-turn to come back to try to hit her (…I think). Shit, the girl eating next to me was too lazy or inconsiderate to throw away her trash when the bin was right behind her.
Well… I didn’t think this Herald Square experience was fair for me or the KFC bowl. So for dinner, I went to the KFC in the East Village (14th St & 2nd Ave). It was a totally different experience. The place was festive with Halloween decorations. There was an old man behind me (who I first thought was homeless), but the KFC staff was so nice to him. He was such a happy customer. The whole restaurant reeked of frying grease and pleasantness. The cashier greeted me with, “Hi, I’m Tiffany. Welcome to KFC. How may I help you?” Dang. This is Twilight Zone.
Okay, this bowl was fuckin good. Not too salty. Just right. Made with care. I’m not discounting that the general mood was a huge factor, but the food did taste different and for the better.
Shit. I just ate two KFC Cheesy Bacon Bowls in one day …and I don’t regret it.