One of the weird consequences a publicly-known fast food obsession housed in a tiny body is that friends keep sending me tasty things like turbaconducken and This Is Why You’re Fat.
A friend e-mailed this gem from Canada.
Yum!!!
Three things leap to mind on seeing this image. First, the Big Mac and me were born in the same city.
The second is that my French teacher used to like to joke, “Où est le boeuf?” I might have thought it quite funny if I wasn’t almost failing French I. Then again, he also liked to play a song about “La Lindbergh” in language lab, so his humor is probably best described as authentic.
The third is that Canadian McDonald’s is one of the few places left that has french fries that are still pre-fried in lard. With the health kick in the 80’s, the United States McDonald’s switched to vegetable oil for both the pre-fry and frying stages. 
A fact you can confirm by reading Fast Food Nation.
I once did a blind taste test comparing sugar-cane (Mexican) coca-cola with normal coke classic. I barely managed to guess the difference. I wonder how I’d fare at a lard-fry to vegetable oil fry comparison and how one would do that.
