Gherkins aside (which is exactly where they belong), I think we hold very similar views then. Its very much last resort 'starving in a service station' or 'drunk on the way home' type fayre for me, and I doubt I have more than 3 a year.
I can vividly remember becoming borderline clinically...
Its a bland, boring piece of shit regardless. Lift up the bun and take a look at that gruesome, grey compressed lump of patty. Its "food" Jim, but not as we know it.
Burger King is shithouse as well, there's something not quite "right" about their pieces of congealed lukewarm squashed gubbins...
I've not yet used these new fangled "touchscreen" order stations they've installed, where all human contact is removed until the point of collection. I imagine its like ordering a kerosine camp stove from Argos - an efficient but ultimately rather detached experience that leaves you feeling like...
I know what you mean.
I don't like McDonalds at all, I always feel shite after having one. Yet I'm sitting here now quite fancying a quarterpounder with cheese as well (minus the pickle OBVS - who are these people who leave the pickle in ??).
I don't want one. But I do. Ugh.