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Archive for December 2008

For my last post of 2008, I’d like to write about something that I hold very near and very dear to my heart.  On this very last day of 2008, I’d like to take this time to look back on my life and share with all of you something that makes me very happy.

Everyone who knows me knows that I have an affinity towards McDonalds.  And I’m not ashamed of it either.  On more than one occasion I have unabashedly championed the world’s largest fast food chain.  I’m not sure what exactly it is that keeps bringing me back to those Golden Arches, but I am certain of when my fond association with Ronald and friends began.

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There is a photograph that used to hang in my parents’ living room before they moved.  In this photo, I am a bald-headed, diaper-wearing, tiny tyke of not more than 2 years old, holding a little red box with one hand and stuffing my face with a handful of french fries with the other.  Now, I vaguely remember the experience.  But my mother has told this story a countless number of times throughout my childhood, so she has been kind enough to fill in wherever my memory has failed me.

We were in our backyard — my cousins were over, and my dad had just picked up lunch from Mickey D’s.  My dad gave me a fry.  I ate it, loved it, and grabbed the whole box from him.  Gripping it tightly in my little hands, I ran away from everyone.  When my cousin asked if he could have a fry, I proceeded to stuff the entire contents of the box into my mouth.  They all laughed, and quite honestly, were a bit shocked, maybe even horrified, at my reaction.  But I was genuinely worried that he would take a fry from me.  I couldn’t part with any of them.  They were too tasty!  So I did what anyone who didn’t want to share would have done — I marked my territory.  I licked a bunch of fries and quickly devoured the rest before he could take a single fry away.  And if I had to do it again at the age of 23, I’d do the same thing to protect what’s mine.

Since then, McDonalds has never left my side.  I remember when I was in elementary school, my mom would take me on the weekends, and after our meal, she’d let me ride the mechanical Hamburgler out in front, and I’d have a blast on the ride while bopping my head to some children’s song like “It’s a Small World.”  On some Saturday or Sunday mornings, my mom would buy me a deluxe big breakfast and I’d eat it all, savoring each bite (which, looking back, probably contributed to my overweight childhood, but that’s a whole other blog entry in itself…).

Even after working at McDonalds for 8 months as a cashier in high school (with a creepy supervisor who liked to linger and make slightly inappropriate and suggestive remarks), even after seeing Super Size Me, I just could never stay away from those warm, welcoming arches for too long.  The only time I ever tried to was my senior year of high school.  I wanted to lose weight for prom (yes, you read right, I watched my figure for senior prom), so I worked out every day and I stayed away from fast food.  I lost weight, and although senior year of high school was definitely my peak in terms of physical fitness, after I went to college and gained the “freshman 15,” I learned what was really important to me.  You only live once, and you have to be true to yourself.  McDonalds was something I couldn’t help but go back to.  McDonalds was a part of me, and I couldn’t deny it any longer.

Now, I hope you don’t misconstrue what I am saying.  I don’t think people should have McDonalds every day, all day.  Of course I understand that fast food is unhealthy if eaten frequently.  All I’m saying is that it’s a nice treat, and I find it comforting that wherever you go, in whatever state, whatever city, whatever town, McDonalds always looks the same, and McDonalds always has the same items on their menu, with a few variations here and there.  Besides, tough economic times call for thrifty spending and McDonalds has got some of the best deals around — the extra value meals, the dollar menu, the apple pies (two for the price of one!), the all white meat chicken McNuggets, the ice cream sundaes, the sweet tea, the hazelnut iced coffee, the McChicken (plain with cheese is how I like it), the hashbrowns, the chicken biscuits, the McGriddles, the list goes on!  Where else can you spend a few dollars and get the chance of striking it rich and winning millions (or at the very least, getting a discount at Footlocker or a free breakfast sandwich!)?  Yes, I’m talking about the Monopoly game and I still think I can win one day and have my picture on a paper bag or on the side of a drink cup.  Well, a girl can dream, can’t she?

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Even if I never win big, McDonalds can never disappoint me for long.  I must say that I really am lovin’ it.