The one I had while waiting for the rotator flight to get me the fuck out of Afghanistan after a year of rations and dining facility fare. It may have been marginally better than BK at your local franchise, but, as the other poster is saying, the overall quality of the meal is not important in this particular context. It being a shitty fast food hamburger is its appeal.
I fully understand, but I’ve never been able to stomach fast food burgers. They taste like candied beef. The demographics of the army are such that most were likely raised on low-cost fast food, (which is funny considering how expensive fast food is nowadays) so they developed a taste for sugar sauce where I could not.
It’s my own personal complaint about style over substance and general tastes in the US. No one is wrong for their palate, but I am relentlessly judgmental about the pre-diabetic catastrophe of american food preferences.
There are an abundance of sandwich shops with low overhead, simple ingredients, and decent quality. And America chose Burger King over all of them.
What a weird thing to bitch about in a thread celebrating the military’s ability to literally setup fast food for troops while skull fucking the OPs.
Which burger of theirs do you like most?
The one I had while waiting for the rotator flight to get me the fuck out of Afghanistan after a year of rations and dining facility fare. It may have been marginally better than BK at your local franchise, but, as the other poster is saying, the overall quality of the meal is not important in this particular context. It being a shitty fast food hamburger is its appeal.
I fully understand, but I’ve never been able to stomach fast food burgers. They taste like candied beef. The demographics of the army are such that most were likely raised on low-cost fast food, (which is funny considering how expensive fast food is nowadays) so they developed a taste for sugar sauce where I could not.
It’s my own personal complaint about style over substance and general tastes in the US. No one is wrong for their palate, but I am relentlessly judgmental about the pre-diabetic catastrophe of american food preferences.
Gotta export those deer ankles they use for nuggets somewhere.