McJackinaWhatnic

I've come up with a new business idea,

and don't even think for a minute

about stealing it.

It's already patented,

copyrighted,

bonded,

certified,

justified,

and sanctified.

As a matter of fact,

 one just might open soon

at a busy intersection near you!

Realistically speaking though,

if you'd like to offer me a gabillion dollars

I might consider selling you a franchise.

That's just the kind of

girl

I am.



Anyway it's called

McJackinaWhatnic

and it's a combination of all the things I like best about

Fast Food.



But wait.

Before we get too far into this...

Please, please, please,

from the depths of my heart,

with all that is good and decent,

I beg you.

Do not

tell  The Chief

about this post.



You:  "But wait a minute Lu, are you telling us that The Chief doesn't read your blog?"

Lu:  "I'm not saying he hasn't read it before. 
He has. 
After I shamed him into it. 
I told him it would seem bad, tacky, and downright non-supportive if he didn't at least LOOK at it once."

You:  "Well what did he think?"

Lu:  "He said it was exhausting enough living through my escapades on a daily basis,
and if it was OK with me,
he'd rather not re-live them again
in print.
In the blog."

Lu Again:  "And you know, I'm OK with that."

"Bless his Heart"



So like I said,

If you'll all just not mention this one to him,

I'd really appreciate it.

And it will make all my whining about not being able to lose weight,

much more

credible.


Thank You.



Here's how it all came to be:

1)  The "Mc" is of course for McDonald's.  They have the best Diet Coke around.  Something about the ratio of syrup to carbonated water is just right.  The other places could learn alot from the mixologists at The Golden Arches.  Since none (and I do struggle with this) of the Drive-Thru's serve my beloved TAB, I've been forced to do a five year, comprehensive, extremely scientific meta-analysis comparing the quality of fast-food Diet Coke, and Mickey D's is the winner hands down.

2)  Then it's Jack in the Box.  Shamefully, I love their onion rings.  But, just when they're hot, mind you.

And I have to admit that it's difficult for me to include Jack's place here as their Tacos were responsible for the worst gastrointestinal episode/event/illness that I have ever experienced in my life.  The Chief actually found me on the floor in the bathroom at the farm (yes, amongst the scorpions) at which time I asked him politely to "Please go get one of the guns, drag me out behind the barn, and shoot me.  I'd like you to end my misery."  To which he replied, "Well, let's wait at least an hour to see if you get any better." 

Another Big Shout Out to The Chief!


3)  Whataburger's next.  I can't explain it, but this place has the best ketchup on the face of the earth!
Their fries are good, the hamburgers are OK, but OH MY GOODNESS SAKES the ketchup!  Seriously, do you not know what I'm talking about??  And the little tubs...  They're so much more utilitarian than those awful squeezie things.  And cuter.  Much cuter.

4)  And finally, last but not least is Sonic.  Sonic ice.  My love.  The stuff of my dreams.  Sonic ice alone got me through 2 pregnancies. Well, it's possible I may or may not have eaten more than just Sonic Ice during those pregnancies, but you really can't prove it,  now can you?

 I've asked The Chief to install a Sonic Ice machine in the kitchen of my future retirement home.  "It will make me a happier, and just generally a nicer person," I tell him.

So far he's not buying it.

The happier/nicer thing,

or the ice machine...

I personally believe that ALL drinks in Heaven will be served with Sonic Ice.

It says so somewhere in Revelations.



So,  if you want to talk business,

if you'd like to investigate the possiblity

of getting in on the ground floor of this exciting new venture,

or you can't wait to find out what else is on the menu,

go ahead

and have

Your People

call

My People.


Sincerely,
A Businessperson to Watch
Lu