Salads
You’ve probably guessed by now that if I step into a burger joint, I’m going to eat a burger. Mark it, Dude. For the record, though, I like the fact that McDonald’s (and other fast food spots) offers salads on the menu. No doubt some sweet lady gets dragged into one of these burger houses by their significant other, the likes of which are looking to satisfy their craving for double-meat, double-cheese with bacon and bun (mayo only, please). This already proves the following point: my wife is smarter than I am. If I had half her brains, I’d get a salad too. Fortunately for me, instead of half her brain I have my whole one; that’s why I order the burger. With bacon. Mayo only.
So salads are good for you, or at least, better for you than a burger. But don’t be fooled by that little companion called “dressing.” That’s where the destruction happens, and nobody likes destruction. Unless it’s with bacon. And mayo…only.
