I know all the hullabaloo about Supersize me and the like…but who cares.
When I feel sick or stressed, I like to eat McDonalds…I practically grew up with this food since it was available in Greenhills back in the 80’s. One of the worst things about being too adventurous in eating is food poisoning…and for the normal person, they eat things like congee and clear broth hoping to drive their disease away. Today, I looked for a Cheeseburger and a McSpaghetti to replace all the things that came out this morning. And I think I feel better.
Who in our generation wasn’t a McDonald’s kid anyway?