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5272 Sherbrooke O.
Montréal, Québec

Train:  Vendome
Metro:  Vendome
Bus:  STM 17, 24, 37, 63, 90, 102, 104, 105, 124

Visit:  June 12, 2013


About 3 years ago, I made a very stupid decision.  I wasn’t the only one.  In 2010, well over 10 million people made the very same, foolish choice that I made.  In Canada, for very short amounts of time, something out of the ordinary is offered at KFC locations for the taking.  In the past, that item was simple, if you can even call it that.  This time around, in 2013, the simple Machiavellian instrument of pain and torment mutated to become what is known today as the Zinger Double Down.

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Kentucky Fried Chicken

3131 Cote-Vertu
Montreal, Quebec

Metro: Cote-Vertu
Bus: STM 17, 64, 70, 72, 121, 128, 170, 171, 174, 177, 196, 213, 215, 216, 225, 470, STL 144, 151, 902

Visit: October 23, 2010


I was passing by this location on one of my random bus excursions when I noticed a sign for the return of the Double Down. At that moment, I remember the neglected pictures I never posted of my encounter with this beast.

Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Lew has a long history with Kentucky Fried Chicken. Even since I was young, KFC was the pinnacle of Fast Food. But, as I grew into the Mr. Lew you “see” today, tastes change. As chicken pieces get smaller and smaller, Mr. Lew gets turned off. The taste changes and Mr. Lew leaves. Now, KFC has joined my list of former loves like Dunkin’ Donuts, McDonalds’, and Pepsi. It doesn’t help that the logo reminds me of someone.

Anticipation - Part 1

Anticipation - Part 2

Anticipation - Part 3

Double Down - Box

Double Down - Wrapper

Double Down - Peeking Out of the Wrapper

Double Down

Double Down

Tried: October 23, 2010

This concoction contains two chicken breasts, pepperjack cheese, secret sauce, and bacon.

To start, I’m going to be honest about what I was expecting before I ate this: death. The hype surrounding this ‘thing’. I’m always game for this kind of gimmick. The chicken itself was nice, but it overwhelmed everything else. Yes, there was cheese. Yes, there was sauce. Finally, yes, there was bacon, but I didn’t really notice. All this comes to is a gimmick, pure and simple. For the rest of that day, I was monitored closely by doctors, as I was fearing a heart attack.