The whole point of this post isn't to laud Macs with an over-enthusiastic review brimming with optimism about the current state of its fish burgers but rather, a case in point about how even if you're handed the shittiest meal in the whole world, it can be made better (and worth writing about) if you found yourself a nice little spot in the evening sun, nowhere near the premises of MacD's where it reeks of grease and table sanitisers, listen to the sound of water gushing from its source nearby (in this case, sadly, a man-made water fountain)... and then watch the world pass you by, all decisions made consciously on your own... sounds like a terribly lonely meal but just what you need to turn a forgettable experience into something quite extraordinary.

I hear you πŸ‘ŒπŸ˜„