Thursday, March 19, 2009


I am a healthy eater, I just want to say that right off the bat. I eat oatmeal at least three mornings a week, I love fruits and veggies, I don't drink fruit juice, I do most of our cooking from scratch, I can even make all our bread if need be. I am healthy. I work out 5 days a week, I like to sweat.....

But sometimes, just occasionally, not very often, maybe 3 times a year......I just have to this, this luscious thing, this jewel of perfection, the perfect combination of fat, salt and empty calories. A Mcdonald's Cheeseburger.

I pull up into the the drive through lane. I wait patiently for the voice of the underpaid foreign worker or pimply faced teenager or "older adult" to come through the speaker and ask what they can get for me. There is that moment of pregnant pause, that marshalling of my reserves as my inner healthy nut screams, "NO, NO, NO DON'T DO IT!! We have healthy choices at home. There is spinach for salad all ready for you. Or you can have those lovely HEALTHY left overs from last night!" I pause briefly to slam my inner door on my inner health nut. I turn to my left and I say those magic words.........."Yes, I would like a Cheeseburger, medium fries and a small Coke please." Notice that I don't say DIET Coke because that stuff is disgusting and I hear it is bad for you. No, if I am going to do this then I am going for the whole enchalada, the mother load....a REGULAR Coke.

I drive around and pay for my meal and then pull up to "Window Number 2" and wait. I can smell the goodness within, the anticipation builds......schwoosh, the sliding window opens and a bag appears and then the cup, slightly moist with condensation and a straw stuck to it's side. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, smell the grease........and the salt......and the other unknown ingredients. I pull away from the window because heaven forbid you hold up the line while you open the bag to make sure that they got that complicated order right. Just as an aside isn't it amazing how often they get a simple order like this wrong. Who trains these people, the Government? I digress.

It is that first bite, that first mouthful of wonderful goodness, that rush of poisonous chemicals shooting into my brain. Ahhhhhhhhhh. The sweet joys of fast food.

I will eat better tomorrow, I promise. I will make right choices. But for today......on to my cheeseburger and fries.

1 comment:

  1. Too funny. After having too much McDs when my girls were little, I put a ban on it. Now and then, I just have to have a Quarter Pounder!


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