Summary
I F I were to compose a love letter to a food or stand beneath a balcony and serenade an edible item, one giggling behind a veil, it would be, I say without hesitation, my heart swollen with desire, the hamburger.
So the news that it is 20 years ago today that the first McDonald's opened its doors in Scotland to fulfil its noble vocation of introducing the young to ground meat pressed into a pattie, slathered in condiments and garnished with the faintest sprig of greenery should induce national rejoicing.See the full content of this document
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So It's Happy Birthday to the Clown Prince of Burgers
Granted, I can see why others, depressed by the average Scot's growing resemblance to a human blimp, would wish to use this day to run Ronald McDonald out of town, pelting him with his fillet of fish as his little clown car belched off into the distance...
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