Maccas

McDonalds. Whats the slogan? I'm lovin it? Not after seeing that movie 'Supersize Me', then I vowed never to go there again. I have only slipped once since then, when I said to Joe that they do salads now, but the screaming kids and then even more icky, the syringe on the floor in the toilets at the St Kilda maccas put me off even more. Maybe the syringe was to calm down the hyper kids after all those additives? Ooo, I can't say that can I? Whoops, just did.

So it was surprising to find us at McFatties yesterday, not once but twice! Not by choice mind you, we couldnt find anywhere else to eat (except KFC and the local chippie) at the delectable Endeaver Hills shopping centre. We did have the new deli choice healthier option, and it wasnt bad but Joe did remind me that the average age group of the other diners would be about that of our kids. That makes me feel old. And the place smelt of chips / baby-wee.

Then later on Joe wanted to stop for a coffee and I needed a toilet break, and right in front of us was a McCafe. I'd never been to one of those before, it was dead posh. But you can't buy diet-coke from the cafe bit, you have to go behind a curtain to the standard McDonalds bit and buy it there. A bit like going from first-class back through to 'world traveller class' on a flight. Are we just snobs?