To be more specific, I like a Big Mac, Large Fries and a Coca Cola ( full fat, not Diet or what's the point.)
Now I know that will have the anti-globalisation Guardianistas spitting out their fair trade coffee in their bijou little cafes in East Dulwich.
But I find a Big Mac tasty and filling, not for everyday, not even every week, but every now and then. Like this evening , I really couldn't be arsed to cook myself something, so Maccy D's it was and I enjoyed it.
So there!
I can also add that when you're in a new country, particularly one in which you can neither speak or even read the language, there is something comforting about the Golden Arches , a Big Mac is a Big Mac in Japanese, Cantonese, Mandarin or Thai and can save one from starvation on the first few days in country.
It also seems to be the case that in certain countries, where restaurant hygiene is not perhaps to the standard you might expect back 'home' ( I won't name them, but let's just say you won't see any pork or bacon on the menu's ) . The franchise enforced standards of cleanliness and hygiene can seem a large step above local eateries ( and no one wants diarrhea in a wet suit.)
Sorry for the mundane post, but the Black Dog (©Winston Churchill) has come to visit and will be a few days before I can shake it off.
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Now I know that will have the anti-globalisation Guardianistas spitting out their fair trade coffee in their bijou little cafes in East Dulwich.
But I find a Big Mac tasty and filling, not for everyday, not even every week, but every now and then. Like this evening , I really couldn't be arsed to cook myself something, so Maccy D's it was and I enjoyed it.
So there!
I can also add that when you're in a new country, particularly one in which you can neither speak or even read the language, there is something comforting about the Golden Arches , a Big Mac is a Big Mac in Japanese, Cantonese, Mandarin or Thai and can save one from starvation on the first few days in country.
It also seems to be the case that in certain countries, where restaurant hygiene is not perhaps to the standard you might expect back 'home' ( I won't name them, but let's just say you won't see any pork or bacon on the menu's ) . The franchise enforced standards of cleanliness and hygiene can seem a large step above local eateries ( and no one wants diarrhea in a wet suit.)
Sorry for the mundane post, but the Black Dog (©Winston Churchill) has come to visit and will be a few days before I can shake it off.
Have you tried jogging? That usually cheers me up, mainly by suffocating the brain as my podgy body tries desperately not to keel over.
ReplyDeleteI did a post on Maccy D's once, perhaps on my old blog. There is nothing wrong with enjoying fast food. Only snobs say otherwise.
I think jogging might be a bit too much, to start with, after wandering drunk-ish around town on Friday afternoon, the chafing next day was a sight to behold, it's wonder my tackle didn't spontaneously combust with the friction.
ReplyDeleteHowever after seeing Stephen Fry on Top Gear tonight, I may take up his idea of walking to audio books.
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I have to say it, I hate mac donald's... I don't like burgers, fries, soda's, coffee... I don't like anything on that place, that food kills you... that saying about, fat people can be happy, that's a lie... if you are fat you are not happy... it's impossible to be happy, to be happy you need outside activities.
ReplyDeleteDon't kill yourself.