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Ask any BU student where to get the best chicken fingers around- most of them will tell you Raising Cane�s right here in Allston, and the ones that don�t are probably being conscious of their consistently long lines. It�s a unique spot both in name and location- of their ~311 restaurants, this is the only one north of Ohio, which by contrast has 8. (For those curious about the name, I urge you to dismiss that curiosity. I�ve read the whole story and it kind of explains it but not really.) What I find most interesting about Raising Cane�s is that they sell chicken tenders- only chicken tenders, aside from coleslaw, fries, and texas toast. (OK, technically, they have a chicken sandwich where they put the tenders on a bun with lettuce and sauce.) But how, exactly, does that business model thrive in 2017- a time when dietary restricted consumers are catered to at almost every major restaurant? Since I�m no businessman, I�ll go with Occam�s razor; they just sell really tasty chic

Sl33zy here, the defacto unofficial Burger King correspondent for the Fatguyfoodblog. I've been going back on forth on BK's fare for about a year now, and we've had a bit of a roller coaster relationship recently- and not like a fun roller coaster at Six Flags but more like an old, creaky wooden one where you're too afraid of it suddenly collapsing to have any fun. Last time I was there, I had mighty low expectations for the Whopperito, which honestly ended up being the best fast food item I've reviewed for this blog . But don't you think for a hot second I'm going in there and expecting a fluke like that to happen again.  At the time I wrote that review, I was still basking in the afterglow of the Whopperito's deliciousness. However, now I have to reread the review just to believe it actually happened- it's like a dream I had while dozing off in the hot sun with a sombrero tipped over my eyes on the side of a busy interstate. It appears I've be

An interesting thing happened the other day as I strolled in to one of my local grocery stores. Before I even made it through the door there was a massive OREO cookie display. The thing looked like they probably used a cool grand in cardboard to make it. An Oreo castle, peppered with little shelves here and there to display packages of original Oreo's. Boring right?  But then, in the very middle of this display there two meager facings of an Oreo cookie that probably never should have been made. But my friends...they made it.  ...Why, Nabisco? WHY? Yes, that's right. Oreo went and decided to give us a present this Easter, by mimicking a classic Easter candy treat. One that, to my knowledge, I have never met anyone who likes. Seriously. Think about it. You've probably eaten a Peep or two in your day, right? But I bet you never bought them. I bet your Mother or Grandmother put them in an Easter basket for you, and when you finally had finished all of the good candy

WHERE DOES IT END?!?!!?! Oreo is like the flavor nymphomaniacs of the cookie world. You went in, gave it your all, and all of a sudden, Oreo peeks her head back into the room, grabs you by the mouth genitals and demands more! Now I'm not sure what mouth genitals are, but whatever, we're a food blog, not a nerd science blog for dweebs. Let me tell you if you should spend your money on the newest offering from the team that has brought you such cookie greats like: Key Lime Pie and Choco Chip Strawberry Shortcake Filled Cupcake Oreo Churro's Cinnamon Bun S'Mores! (I know we've reviewed more but that's all I could lazily dig up with the tags) First off, and I'll never, EVER, let this go. Oreo has ditched the old WAY TOO MUCH packaging, to a less full, OH THIS IS GONE IN A DAY packaging. I'll always harp on this, but after years of the new direction, I don't think we're getting the old cookie count back. You rip open one of these tiny, tiny, TINY, coo

Hey Hey fellow fat guys and gals! I'm sure you're all wondering where it is we've been the past few eh? You'd figure running a highly successful food blog read by over a million people would be super easy to keep up with. But the truth is, the FGFB media empire is vast, and the time and dedication it takes to run a media megaconglomerate taxes even the most steadfast of food bloggery souls. So after our brief hiatus, I wanted to inform you that Fat guy Food Blog is back, and ready to make you piss your ever tightening sweatpants in a regular manner. Thanks for your dedication, and we're looking to make 2017 be just as amazing as every other year here at FGFB HQ. As always, feel free to hit us up on our email, or any of our social media channels if you find want to share anything delicious or hilarious with your favorite muscle bound food bloggers. -Josh & FGFB Wanna get at your favorite Food Blog Fat Guys? Want us to review your stuff? Have some ideas for review

Ladies and Gentlemen, Fall has arrived! If the leaves changing colors and the horrid heat of the summer departing weren't enough to clue you in, perhaps the large amount of Pumpkin flavored items on the shelves at your local supermarket clued you in. It seems like every major brand has a pumpkin or pumpkin spice item. Along comes Little Debbie to shake things up. Do they have pumpkin flavored stuff? You bet. But the Queen of Snack Cakes knows that Fall isn't just about pumpkin. So when I saw these new Caramel Apple Oatmeal Creme Pies, I knew I had to try them. Carmel Apples bring forth memories of going to the fairs in the fall! Gorging on delicious foods and playing games of chance to win cheap prizes. Taking a spin on a ride that's been taken apart and reassembled a hundred times by any number of haggard carnies. Caramel apples are always there, like a necessary prop in the background of every fair and carnival. I'm not sure anyone after 1952 has ever liked caramel ap