Standing in long lines to get a Popeyes fried chicken sandwich? Cluck that.

Sewer rat may taste like pumpkin pie, but I'll never know because I'd never eat one.

Okay, anyone who saw Pulp Fiction knows that's not exactly what hitman Jules Winnfield said in profanely explaining why he didn't eat bacon, but it captures exactly my feeling about the new Popeyes fried chicken sandwich.

The sandwich that has spawned long lines, essays, odes and possibly even a murder may taste like pumpkin pie sprinkled with extra nutmeg and cinnamon, but I'll never know because I'm not going to eat one.

On principle. This is not a knock on anyone who wants one or who thinks their life won't be complete unless they get one, but it's merely a reflection of my invulnerability to food fads.

Pssst: I've never had chicken & waffles.

The Chickening, as one website called it, is not related