So, mate had his daughter with him, she wanted a happy meal. Maccy D’s it is then. And then something rather surprised me. I had a hamburger which wasn’t actually bad.
Not great of course, but halfway at least good. One of their specials.
The secret seeming to be that they used different meat, different cheese, different sauce and different bread from their normal offerings. The pickles were probably the same.
We might, from that, be able to work out why Maccy D’s gets so little of my custom.