Today's strip is another rerun, but I wanted to capture something American on, this, the Fourth of July--and what's more American than a Scottish sounding restaurant? (Judging from our ever-expanding waist sizes, not much.)
Austria's first McDonalds made it into Vienna in 1985. This is a country where fast food generally meant getting a bratwurst and bread roll from an outdoor food vendor (there was one on every corner). In their all-American wisdom, the McDonalds corp. added a drive-through to their newest restaurant. For the first few weeks, before the public could be educated otherwise, no one actually drove through the drive-through; rather, they lined up outside the window like they were used to doing at the bratwurst stands. I had my first Big Mac there in 1986 and, after nearly two years, thoroughly savored the Americanness of that greasy ball of saturated fat.
Today's strip is another rerun, but I wanted to capture something American on, this, the Fourth of July--and what's more American than a Scottish sounding restaurant? (Judging from our ever-expanding waist sizes, not much.)
Very true, but since there's no McDonald's where I'm at, I'll substitute in BK or Taco Bell.
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