It may be an American corporate monster clearly bent on world
domination. It may have been accused of ruining the livelihoods of local
caterers from Madrid to Madras. And it may have been blamed for cutting
down huge swathes of Amazonian rainforest. But you have to admit,
McDonald’s does a very nice bacon and egg McMuffin.
Let’s face it, your principles run for cover when you’ve got a hangover,
you’re short of time and there’s a rumble in your belly like an
approaching juggernaut. And it’s so cheap that you can get some decent
scoff without eating into your after-work beer money.
Which brings me to the other essential fact about McDonald’s - it’s a
magnet for famished drunkards. How many times have you staggered out of
a taxi at midnight, dimly aware that the only thing in your larder is a
piece of cheese that’s doubling as living space for an entire city’s
worth of micro-organisms? Suddenly those golden arches look like
gateways to a magical land.
The only downers are the horrendous queues, the service that casts doubt
on the legitimacy of the phrase ’fast food’, and the fact that they
never have a Fillet o’Fish.
Big Mac meal - around pounds 2.99
Available from McDonald’s restaurants worldwide.