I only eat one big mac a year. I know…pathetic, right?
If you think that’s pathetic, when I was in high school I used to eat four a five a month.
I didn’t cut back on my big mac consumption because I don’t like them. It’s because as I aged, I started to realize that big mac’s aren’t healthy; and I want to eat things that are better for me, so I cut back and only eat one a year. When I have that big mac, it’s like I’m rewarding myself for all the hard work I put in through out the year.
What I really enjoy about eating the big mac is the special sauce that drips off the sides and onto my fingers with every bite. It’s like getting a little something extra out of a meal. That special sauce is finger lickin’ good.
But today my reward was not to be.
I drove through the drive thru, ordered and paid for my big mac, took it home, was all prepared to eat it while watching NCAA basketball and after my first bite I realized something was missing.
I lifted the bun and there was no special sauce.
I lifted the next layer…nothing…
and the next…Nothing!
NO SPECIAL SAUCE!
A Big Mac without special sauce is pathetic.