In Japan, highway service area signs use the “knife and fork” symbol to let motorists know that there is a restaurant on location.
I’ve never seen the “chopstick” symbol; it must be difficult to draw or something.
note: there should be a “two hand” symbol on highway service area signs, if there is a McDonald’s there.
I was too dazed today.
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Is this what they call those youth soccer players who come out on the field with the professional players at the beginning of matches?
I think someone should think of a better name for those kids.
note: this was on my tray at McDonald’s today.
double note: yes I read the important information on those pieces of paper … just not anything nutritional … if there is anything like that.
notes to myself #164
You will never remember the date of one of your sisters’ birthday.
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Tagged creepy, escort kids, escorts, football, humor, McDonalds, no nutritional value, soccer, tray reading ... almost sounds French!, world cup
I don’t want a balanced meal when I eat fast food.
I want an unbalanced one that slides down that little burger chute quickly.
note: McDonald’s is selling sweet corn niblets in Japan. … and it’s pretty expensive too!
double note: why do I always have to look up McDonald’s to see how to spell it?
I love corn!
I just would never in a million years order a bowl of niblets in a restaurant.
Is it because it’s too ordinary? No.
I’d order toast, an egg, a potato or even a glass of milk.
It’s probably because I know someone is just opening up a can in the kitchen and heating it a bit.
There’s just not enough work involved.
… and I know it only costs about 50 cents a can.
quadruple note: if they can make multi-vitamins in pill form, why can’t they just stick all those vitamins and minerals into the meat?
quintuple note: I’m starting to sound all Soylent Green in my best Charlton Hestone.
sextuple note: Charlton Heston was born John Charles Carter in No Man’s Land, Illinois. I’m not making this up! … there really is a place called Illinois!
septuple note: “fasting food” chains aren’t very popular … and don’t have any combo deals.
notes to myself #117
Once the “no dessert unless you eat all your vegetables” phase of your life passes … you really start eating unhealthy.
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Tagged balanced diets, Charlton Heston, corn, fast food chains, fasting food chains, humor, Illinois, Japan, McDonalds, niblets, no dessert until you finish all your vegetables, No Man's Land, no vegetables until you finish all your dessert, Soylent Green, sweet corn, unbalanced diets
I like McDonald’s cheeseburgers.
I can eat 4 or 5 without even thinking about it.
They are crap: I know.
It’s the ketchup and pickles that I like.
If you put ketchup and pickles on a piece of cardboard, I’d probably eat it and ask for seconds. It’s probably more nutritional too.
note: my attempt to draw Tony the Tasmanian back in to the blogosphere.
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Tagged cheeseburgers, humor, McDonalds, Tony the Tasmanian
When I tell people I ate a lot of “Fast Food” in South America, they usually say:
“With all that cheap delicious food everywhere, you chose to eat burgers?”
I didn’t want to
it was usually the only place I could break the big bills dispensed by ATMs.
note: ATM in Spanish and Portuguese must mean “change AT McDonald’s”.
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Tagged ATMs, bank machines, big bills are a pain, Burger King, fastfood, humor, KFC, McDonalds, South America