Do you have a particular food that makes you hungry every time the scent hits your nose? Does that smell take you back to your childhood and remind you of how awesome it was to be a kid? We all do.
For me, one such smell that whisks me back to a time when life was simple has to be the smell of KFC.
Why KFC, you ask? Because I grew up in a very small town. Corunna, Ontario to be exact. Short of local pizza places, KFC was the only real restaurant in town. Its smell was always wafting down the main drag, known as Lyndoch Street.
There were no McDonald’s Restaurants or even other chains like Ponderosa or Casey’s in Corunna. For those, you had to make the 20 minute drive into Sarnia, so they were very special treats.
A few weeks ago I got the chance to go and see where the chicken comes from that we eat at home and at the local KFC. Yes, that’s right, the chicken KFC serves, is real, farm-raised chicken and it always has been.
The reason for their latest “C is For Chicken” campaign was to stomp the crazy myth that their chicken was not really. Just do a quick Google search for KFC or any other chicken for that matter and there are so many untrue stories out there.
- Mutant chickens.
- They stopped calling themselves Kentucky Fried Chicken because they were not using chicken.
- The chickens used were unhealthy and did not even have beaks.
- I won’t even go into the really crazy conspiracy myths out there.
Now I never believed any of those myths. My only thinking on KFC growing up was that it was not that healthy for you. That’s not KFC’s fault. That’s what fried chicken in. You don’t eat it every day.
Ever since I became a parent, I had to start caring more about the food we eat. I admit, it was easy to eat crappy and not care where food came from when it was just me. But when you are responsible for other people’s diet and health, things change. You become pickier over the groceries you eat, where you eat out and what you cook at home.
Add to the fact that things are different compared to when your parents did the same, there can be a lot of confusion. The amount of information we have at our fingertips can be a blessing or a disaster.
One big change over the last few decades would be the transparency that many food vendors are trying to create about where their food comes from. Is is real? Is it good for the environment? Are the animals happy being raised just to be eaten?
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Since we moved into our new neighbourhood (Parkdale), one restaurant has been taunting us to go with its smokey smells and vibrant wall art. I am talking about Electric Mud BBQ located at Queen and Brock in Toronto.
Not only do we walk by it every day, we keep hearing great things about the BBQ food they put out. My interest was piqued at BBQ. We used to live up near Barque on Roncy and after finally eating at Electric Mud recently, we have definitely found our new close-to-home BBQ place.
I can’t wait for the weather to warm up so we can experience the patio, while again, being within stumbling distance to home.
Before I get started on sharing our first dining experience there, my one piece of advice would be to reserve a table. We tried to drop in before and were greeted by a 45 minute wait. Also, based on how scarce parking becomes on our street at night, I know Electric Mud is doing just fine.
What We Had Heard
Before we even moved into Parkdale there was buzz about this place. I had heard the name and that they did great BBQ. We were told it was very “hipster” and “trendy” and online reviews commented on the high prices despite it being a little on the grungy side. I figured it was just off Queen Street and was popular, so of course prices would be a little high. But also, good BBQ is not cheap. When you smoke meat for several hours or more, you can’t just give it away.
So going in, we had an idea in our head and since I do a lot of backyard smoking myself, I do have high expectations for BBQ.