It's hard to remember what the facts are when it comes to childhood memories, but I am sure my family didn't have McDonald's often -- and when we did, it was part-treat part-parent-exhaustion.
So what is the draw of going to McDonald's in another country? I don't know, maybe it is the newness of the menu, or the desire for a new look at memories.
You can't go to McDonald's and not order fries. Here, it was limp as the lost leg of an octopus. I had heard about the Croque McDo from friends -- a fast food take on croque monsieur -- and I had expected a large sandwich. Instead, it was a flat, palm-sized snack that was delicious, but not filling.
The CBO and 280 Moutarde (both square shaped!) seemed intriguing, so I ordered those too. I didn't like the 280 very much. It was dry, dense, and tasted like five-minute old mustard-flavored gum. But the CBO was decent, and I can't say anything good or bad about it.
This McDonald's seemed spacious and filled with young and old people with arms slung around each other, on dates. It was quite a very different experience from McDonald's across the United States. read more