My Favorite Season – McRib Season
The word fanatical has never truly been in my vocabulary. I find myself thinking that people that are fanatical about anything have way too much time of their hands.
Sure I love Ohio State football, but I can go a Saturday without painting my face, wearing a wig and putting on a 100 pound necklace of Buckeyes. And yes, I love country music but you would never find me throwing my undies at Faith Hill (although I am sure she would be flattered).
However, there is one thing that I go out of my way for, almost on a daily basis, when it is that time of year…The McRib.
As I was trying to reach my cheek with my tongue to nab the last bit of that tangy BBQ sauce today I found myself thanking many facets of Agriculture that made the miracle that is The McRib happen.
Let’s start with the bun. This soft and delicate goodness is made possible by America’s wheat growers. And it is topped, of course, by flaky cornmeal from the Nation’s corn growers.
Although I prefer my McRib sans pickles and onions, I can sure appreciate the effort put into adding these co-stars to the Bill.
Now for the moment we’ve all been waiting for…THE PORK! I really don’t care that no part of the pig is shaped like that and I equally don’t care that you can bite right through the bone. This is the best sandwich ever made. America’s pork producers…THANK YOU! Without your hard work and dedication to feeding the world, I would have never gorged myself with food outside of Thanksgiving Day.
Finally for my friends in Ag that I did not get to, I am sure there is soybean oil in the sauce and when McRib Season comes to an end I am right back to the beefy Big Mac.
I am a man of few vices, and I can think of plenty worse than being a McRibaholic. My only advice, don’t McRib and drive. It can get very messy!








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