"Venturing Out"

So this week, I discovered a new place: McDonalds! Not once... but twice. (Fatty) American, much?

I couldn't help it! I had avoided it long enough--over a month, to be more precise. I have passed it practically every weekday since I have been here. Taking the kids to school: pass it. Coming back home in the mornings: pass it. Going to pick them up from school: pass it. Coming back home again: pass it. Coming back to Assen from horse back riding: pass it... The temptation had been killing me! And Tuesday, I could resist it no more. I mean, I at least had to try it.

So before picking Ian up from school, I went straight through the redlight (that would have taken me to the free way if I had turned right) and pulled into Micky Ds. Oh how those Golden Arches were shining! So trying to make the visit as simple as possible--and picking from the dew things on the menu I could understand--I opted for a simple cheeseburger and fries. Unfortunately, the girl taking my order at the time had no idea what I was ordering though. But nevertheless, we worked it out. After my pulling up to the window and explaining for 2 minutes what I wanted, we were finally on the same page, and I was prompted to drive to the next window! Yes! Almost there! And unlike the Union City McDonalds at 2 o'clock in the morning*, they were actually snappy! And I was given my wonderfully fatty, greasy, unhealthy mouth-watering meal in no time! Breaking the family rules of the car--Hey! I couldn't help it--I unwrapped my cheesburger in haste and ate in the car. (Please don't rat me out.) Mmmmm. The familiar taste of home!
*A reference for Megan Dunn--if you even read this.

And so, being too lazy to cook lunch again so impressed with prior experience, I stopped at McDonald's again on Wednesday. ...But this time I ventured out!! Instead of just a plain ole chesseburger, I took a leap of faith and ordered the Big 'N' Tasty Bacon. And boy did it live up to it's name! It was big. And it. was. tasty.

Oh, and before you go thinking "How American!", just know that I do eat my french fries with mayo. And there is nothing more Dutch than that!