Tuesday, April 26, 2016
Thursday, February 11, 2016
I'm a vegetarian. Have been since I was 7. A larger portion of my childhood than I care to remember was spent sitting watching my family gorge themselves on McDonald's carnivore exclusive menu while I sat sipping a milkshake in lieu of joining in and having a meal.
My family and friends have been eating at McD'S lately, and because they had mozzarella sticks on the menu, I didn't have to sit there with a growling stomach remembering the bad old days of being excluded as a kid. Well, our local McD had chosen to throw me and all the other vegetarians under the bus by eliminating the only substantial food item on the menu we could eat. (After also eliminating the asian salad, an offering that offered protein in the form of edamame and almonds, unlike the usual lettuce and tomato salads on the menu, there is nothing else in the way of lunch or dinner for the noncarnivore.)
Needless to say, they've lost this family's business. They've also suceeded in making me feel rejected and excluded, like the hungry little kid I used to be.
Thanks for nothing, McDonalds.