I decided to treat myself to a midday McDonald’s shake. It’s Friday, and I had a little bit of writing to do this afternoon, so I figured I’d reward myself a little. I had a hankering for a chocolate shake, but as I drove up I realized that the Shamrock Shake was already in full effect. Nonetheless, I stuck to my guns. I’m not a part of your system.
Edzo’s Burger Shop in Evanston. Brilliant. Met up with some colleagues for lunch. Splurged on the $5 salted caramel shake to suck on while I ate my double griddle burger with a small side of french fries. I didn’t finish any of them, but it’s not because they tasted anything less than amazing. I think I’ve still got some Polish sausage clogging my small intestine from last night…
I’m not going to lie. I prefer McDonald’s old shake formula, before they tried to class it up. It was gritty and vaguely chocolate, and it came in a cheap paper cup. This clear plastic and whipped-cream-and-cherry business is just smoke and mirrors. Whatever. The Missus and I had a half-hour to kill before an afternoon play downtown, so we treated ourselves to a shakey snack.
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