You can frequently find me with my rear end comfortably settled at McDonald’s, indulging in a large Diet Coke. I anticipate this moment with the same eagerness that others might reserve for their morning brew (or a hot date, whatever floats your boat). It’s a daily ritual that brings me joy and a refreshing caffeine boost to kick off my day.
The sensation of those fizzy bubbles dancing at the back of my throat is pure ecstasy. There’s a reason why their soda tastes so incredibly good. The ideal temperature combined with the perfect mix of syrup and water leaves many—whether they want to admit it or not—craving more as soon as they drain their cup. And I’m definitely not alone. McDonald’s has seemingly mastered the art of crafting the world’s most satisfying Cokes. Even their straws are a cut above!
In fact, I filled mine up three times just today.
So there it is: I absolutely love McDonald’s, and I’m unashamed to admit it. Sure, society often frowns upon enjoying fast food. It’s more fashionable to brag about your organic finds from the local farmers’ market (which I do as well), but I’m being real here. I refuse to hide my cravings. My family and I generally eat balanced meals, but those days when we indulge are downright delightful.
I cherish the simplicity of grabbing a soda (any size, but let’s be honest, always the large) for just a buck. I adore how I can swing by the drive-thru on hectic evenings, and my kids light up more than they do for a homemade meal that takes hours to prepare—and I often have to coax them to finish every bite.
Walking into McDonald’s feels like walking into heaven since heaven, apparently, smells like their fries. And I feel zero guilt about it.
I treasure those quiet moments in my car, reaching into that iconic brown paper bag and devouring fries two (okay, five) at a time. It’s a $6 date with myself, and I relish every moment. On one occasion, I brought my bag of fried goodness into a nail salon, and the receptionist was so captivated by the aroma that she dashed to the nearest McDonald’s for a value meal and came back to rave about it. We clinked our Diet Coke cups together and had a brief moment of joy.
Growing up in the ’80s, I was fortunate to escape the era of “mom shaming.” My mom would treat us to McDonald’s a couple of times a month, and we genuinely appreciated it. After days spent at the beach, we’d delight in the air conditioning and the smell of those salty fries. My sisters and I would be thrilled about which Happy Meal toy we’d get to take home. One summer, they even served Happy Meals in adorable pink or blue buckets, which we cherished for years, taking them back to the beach to build sand castles until the colors faded and the logos vanished.
Before our annual trips to the tree farm, we’d wake up early and enjoy pancakes drenched in high-fructose corn syrup at the golden arches. And let me tell you, when I’m dealing with PMS, you can bet I’m walking in for a large fries and a chocolate shake. The sweet staff at my local McDonald’s know me so well that they even toss in extra cherries with my shake. Now that’s what I call excellent service!
Yes, I’m aware of the ingredients in their food. Yes, I know it’s not organic. But I can’t deny my love for the place. It never disappoints, and I have yet to find anywhere else that can deliver fries and a large soda like McDonald’s does.
For some reason, whenever I’m recovering from a nasty cold, all I crave is a Quarter Pounder. It transforms me from feeling weak and drained into a powerful woman ready to conquer the world. I don’t even care to understand why. I need those greasy delights. I devour every bite and lick my fingers clean without a shred of guilt.
Feel free to judge me for my fast-food enthusiasm and for letting my kids indulge too, but I can honestly say my McDonald’s habit is here to stay. Because Diet Coke. And fries. And shakes topped with cherries.
Some days call for a light salad with organic mixed greens, and other days are meant for a hearty helping of cheap, deep-fried deliciousness. With a Diet Coke, of course.
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