Dessert-Like Breakfast Item Just As Unhealthy For You As Expected
Disillusioning news from the latest look at the calorie quotient of this fine nation's chain-restaurant meals: A Bob Evans menu item that goes by the name "Cinnamon Cream Stacked and Stuffed Hotcakes" — it's a pair of pancakes "stuffed with our very own sweet cinnamon chips and drizzled in our rich cinnamon cream sauce," says the homestyle restaurant chain's menu, which somehow neglects to mention the whipped cream — is high in calories and fat, according to the chain-restaurant crusaders at the Center for Science In The Public Interest. (1,380 calories; 27 grams saturated fat; 7 grams trans fat. Just in case you were wondering.) The rest of the somewhat unfortunately named "XTreme Eating 2010" list isn't as desserty, but reading it did give me a stomachache, so, point for health?







Sprinkle some flaxseed on that bad boy and you can negate all the death-hastening effects. Hell, get one to take home, too.
Just don't go fattening up my booze.
Doesn't going to Bob Evans include automatic membership in the KKK or am I thinking of Cracker Barrel- where crackers go to graze?
You are thinking of Cracker Barrel. The mistake is forgivable because both the Barrel and Bob Evans have "gift shoppes" where you can get scented candles and those how-much-did-eggs-and-cars-cost-the-year-of-your-birth books.
Denny's is the breakfast of choice for racists.
I'd like to order one Moons Over My Hammy and a class action suit over easy, please.
These are the same lardonistes that brought us the On-Site Sausage-Gravy Dispenser.
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And we're disillusioned because why?
What's with the hyphens?
Why did I follow the instruction to read the comments?
You still have a thousand calories to play with after this breakfast, I say GO FOR IT.
Not if you get ICED while you're head is in the Bob Evans trough, you don't.
Why is it that our daily eating schedule has somehow ended up symmetrical, both beginning and ending with dessert?
Because Americans' huge, fat asses aren't going to maintain themselves.
Thank god I still to a healthy diet of crepes.
I assume the "still" you're referring to is the one you tend to in your backyard after your done with your blintzes?
It's the one I tend to when I shake off my hangover and read what I've written.
On one hand, I am happy to say I don't patronize any of these places unless absolutely forced to when visiting family. But on the other hand, I'm guessing that my favorite local, organic (natch) burger, italian, and noodle shop dishes probably aren't all that much better.
Maura I think you're right, the only way to stay alive is to stay inside your home at all times forever and ever.