The only things their burgers fill me with is sadness.
Their meals are unsatisfying, and generally feel like a waste of bovine life.
It may therefore surprise some readers that once a year I make a pilgrimage to my local McDonald's and willfully order a McRoyal.
It may surprise you even more to read that that annual tradition is reserved for Passover, but hear me out.
First, a little background for the benefit of the uninformed.
As you probably know, bread is considered un-kosher during the week of Passover. This culinary law is due to the tale of the exodus and how the Hebrews did not have time to let their bread rise before fleeing Egypt. In memory of this anecdote, Jews can only eat unleavened bread during this time - hence the invention of Matzo bread.
As Israel is a Jewish country, there is a law prohibiting the sale of bread during the Holiday. This means that most businesses serve bread substitutes during this time. This includes major fast food chains like McDonald's, that serve their sad, grey patties on even sadder potato dough buns (not to be confused with American potato bread buns that contain some regular flour - these, to the best of my knowledge, contain either no wheat at all, or matzo flour) - tragic, chewy, foam-like abominations that barely feel digestible.
Why then, of all the days of the year, would I actually want to visit McDonald's on the week their food is even worse than usual?
To celebrate the absurdity of institutionalized religious tradition, of course.
|DON'T JUDGE ME|
When The System offers opportunities to openly mock it like this, I can't help but do so. Year after fucking year.