A few weeks ago my teen aged son was bugging me about picking up some of KFC’s Double Down sandwiches for dinner. The Double Down sandwiches are made with two seasoned, deep fried slabs of chicken (which act as the bun) that surround bacon, cheese and a mystery sauce. The sauce is the least of your worries.
So I drove over and picked up a couple of the sandwiches for each of us along with gravy and an order of fries. Bad move right off as it cost over $33. Could have gotten a 12 pack, Micky D’s and change in my pocket for that price.
I brought the food mass home in my vinyl briefcase in an effort to keep in some of the heat, then my son and I tore into the meal eight seconds after I walked in the front door.
The sandwiches looked pretty small so I was glad I got two each. Then I dipped my sandwich into the gravy, took a big bite, dipped a mitt full of fries into the gravy and mashed that into my gapping maw as well.
It’s amazing that when you’re famished you don’t even realize what you eating as long as it’s powered in at a high rate of speed. Then after the first sandwich was gone and the imminent threat of dying from starvation abated, a few brain cells kicked in and wondered what the hell did I just eat (like when I had a McRib when they first came out).
Along with that first Double Down sandwich, a good quantity of the fries were also gone, along with a big glass of milk. Man that KFC seemed mighty salty. So much so that my 16 year old son put his second sandwich in the fridge and got something else to eat. But being a trooper and too lazy to get up, I scarfed down the second Double Down, the rest of the fries and most of the gravy.
A couple of hours later I had to down three more glasses of milk and a couple of glasses of water to quench my thirst because of all the salt in that meal. Consuming such a salty meal took me back to my childhood home in wintery Ontario where my mother used more salt than the department of highways. It wasn’t good for me then and all that salt wasn’t good for me now.
Being the masochist I am I had to look up the nutritional information about the KFC Double Down of doom.
For the two sandwiches:
Calories 1080
Grams of fat 60
Milligrams of sodium 3480
Seeing as the recommended maximum sodium intake for an entire day is 1500mg, I was a tad over. And that total doesn’t include the fries or the gravy (or breakfast, lunch or snackies). I had my salt requirement for the better part of a week. Probably explains that after drinking so much afterward I was still whizzing dust. I also consumed half my calories and all my fat intake in one meal.
My son’s second Double Down sandwich stayed in the fridge almost a week before he got around to eating it. With all the salt it likely would have stayed preserved for years.
I don’t think I’ll ever eat another KFC Double Down sandwich again. Way too salty and it just didn’t taste all that good.
Now what about a Wendy’s Baconator?
