ABSTRACT
I was destined to write about McDonald’s, as my life has always intersected with the golden arches. As part of my undergraduate comedy routine, I truthfully told my listeners that I had consumed 6,000 McDonald’s hamburgers before graduating from high school. In junior high and high school we were allowed to go off campus to eat. My friends and I would tromp through the Tennessee woods daily to the golden arches, obsessed with consuming those burgers. After six years of three-hamburger lunches, including three more for Wednesday dinners with my parents, and several on weekend nights after cruising with friends-the count began to mount. Ray Kroc, the man who made McDonald’s a household name, would have been proud.
