McDonald’s for Breakfast

McDonald's in the Lloyd District

It was 8AM in the morning and I lay on the floor tapping busily on my laptop computer.  My wife had just left for work and all was right with the world.

The lights suddenly shut off.  The background noise of the television ceased abruptly.  All the LEDs and indicators on electronic gadgets quit shining.  The refrigerator hum was gone.  All appliances were quiet and dark.  The power had died.

Not my laptop.

I just kept clicking away and didn’t notice the stillness in the rest of the room immediately.   With no electricity, the laptop runs on batteries.  After a few moments, I realized the power was off and  I stopped typing.

Then I did what every red-blooded American would do.  I got dressed.  I went for a walk.

McDonald’s.

Oo-rah.

Once upon a time, way back in the ever-so-youthful days of my early twenties, I managed Burger Kings.  So I’m not (and never have been) a fan of McDonald’s.  Besides, I don’t like mustard on my hamburger (have-it-your-way).  I’m not a fan of Burger King, either (in case you wondered).  I used to make donuts, too.  I’ll only eat cake donuts now.

Some people go to McDonald’s often.  Not me.

However, I do like a biscuit with a sausage patty on it.  Whoever thought of that is a genius (it seems so simple!) and McDonald’s only charges one dollar for it.  Is that a good price?  It seems like a good price.  I prefer home fries when I’m at a regular restaurant, but if I’m at McDonald’s?  I like their hash browns.  I wouldn’t choose them over home fries, but you can hold them in your hand and munch away.

See, in the past, if I ate at a fast food restaurant (which was rare), I went in my car.

That morning, I walked past Burger King and entered McDonald’s.

Normally, I would choose coffee with breakfast, but not at a fast food restaurant.  For coffee, I can go home or to Starbuck’s.  I chose Dr. Pepper.  Maybe it was Mr. Pibb.  If I was in my car, I wouldn’t buy anything to drink.  Coffee?  It’s too much effort to add sugar and cream when you’re in a car.

There were lots of people at McDonald’s – old, young, black, white, asian, hispanic, heavy, medium, skinny, men and women.  It was like an Armour Hot Dogs commercial (fat kids, skinny kids,…tough kids, sissy kids, even kids with chicken pox…and so on).   There was even a guy in a yellow power tie (is yellow in?).

Two people had laptops.  When one man put his laptop away, I realized it was time to go home.

McDonald’s is at the intersection of Weidler and Grand in the Lloyd District.