To quote our fearless leader Mme. Renarde, last week "Mr. Pink and Tracy Moore went all Hannity and Colmes on the topic of Hardee's French maids." The back and forth on whether or not the use of the most pulchritudinous American cliché of Gallic culture was an appropriate way to market a sandwich of roast beef stacked upon roast beast dipped in beef drippings (i.e. The Hardee's French Dip Thickburger) drew the attention of Hardee's Corporate who sent their personal ambassadors to offer evidence as part of their planned tour of our fair city this week.
Your Bites staff, however, depended on a stringent taste test to decide our opinion of the Hardee's French Dip. Risking life and limb to get between the sales department and the free beef bombs which the lovely ladies delivered to the front lobby of the Scene, (Mr Pink: I hear they got some tasty burgers. I ain't never had one myself. How are they?) Nicki and I got ahold of one remaining burger to share on behalf of science.
Ignoring the loud split decision of the rest of the Scenesters who didn't already have lunch plans, (He said: These are AWESOME! She said: These taste of repression and misogyny.) we dunked our French Dips in the small vats of au jus and thoughtfully considered them.
As a sandwich, Hardee's French Dip Thickburgers aren't horrible. The burger component is basically the tasty Angus Burger that Carl Hardee's Jr. has been featuring for the past year or so. The sliced roast beef piled on top was largely superfluous and verged on undetectable. Normally, I consider au jus to be a sauce derived from the juices released by the meat during the original cooking process, not something to be delivered in a separate tanker truck from the rest of the ingredients. But it did add to the jus-iness of the sandwich, and if you choose to allocate your entire daily sodium intake to this concoction that's totally up to you. Wipe your chin, Mr. Pink.
For $3.99, it's not a bad deal. Personally, I'm waiting to see what they do with a hot fish sandwich.