McDonalds was a treat always as a kid… so special to stop there in the family station wagon. Sneaking there during lunch at high school was thrilling and later on, the best part of road trips. I celebrated the end of many diets with a trip to the golden arches. And the ultimate test? My “last meal” would definitely be a Big Mac, Fries and of course the ironic “diet coke.” It is truly a happy place. Thanks for all your writings Jack!