Big Mac, Michigan Ave., Chicago
I was pretty hung over yesterday from having too much fun at the Chicagoist Happy Hour the night before. I was craving grease but in the morning was rushing in for a client call (which got canceled! guh!) so I didn’t have time to get breakfast. For lunch the urge had only increased, so McDonald’s seemed like a great idea. I’ve been to McDonalds only a few times in the last couple years and couldn’t even remember the last time I got a burger there. The last times I was there was to try out their fruit and salad options. So, Big Mac, it was. And instead of making me feel better, it just felt like a hard ROCK in the pit of my stomach! Ahhh. Should have gone to Blackie’s.
The McRib is back!!!!
you may or may not be my hero.
no, you are.
reasons?
-i found you on google
-you capture the essence of my city
-etc.
okay no more with the delicious looking food, meanie!
i went there intending to get the mcrib.. even though it’s the mcmysterymeat.. i remember liking it a long time ago.. but then when i got in the restaurant i wasn’t feelin it, so i got the big mac.
I had a McRib last week. I went to McDonald’s out of desperation after the restaurant were going to meet at before bowling was closed and I was unable to meet up with anyone.
McRib: First bite = Yum, Whole sandwich = Gut-ache.
If it can be found, rent “Supersize Me”. It will learn ya all you need to know about MickeyD’s.