Ode to a Golden Arch

I have always loved McDonalds. I remember the first time I ever had their food.

Back in the day my Mom wanted to move out of Brooklyn. Or at least out of  Carroll Gardens to buy a house. To give you some idea the house went for about $10,000 at the time. It was the early sixties. So on a Sunday my Uncle V would pack us all in his giant Chrysler Newport with the big bench seat.

Seat belts? We don't need no stinking Seat Belts.

My Dad would never come with us. He would have a cherished Sunday home to sleep have a couple of beers and watch the dog ass Mets. So it was me Ma, me, my sister, Uncle V and Grandma. We would ride out to Bensonhurst or over to Staten Island. Sometimes even all the way out to Long Island. Now I know we would never move to Long Island. My old man would never ride for an hour or two on the LIRR when it took him ten minutes to get to Wall Street from the neighborhood. So this particular time he stayed home.

Grandma always had a vinyl shopping bag that held an inexhaustible number of snacks. Peaches. Plums. Those small bottles of Manhattan Special. And sandwiches. Sausage and peppers. Potato and eggs. Meatballs. Veal Cutlets. The works.

This time Uncle V told her to leave the sandwiches home. We were going to eat out! YEAH!!

It was this new style restaurant. A drive through that sold hamburgers. I think it was in Westbury. Or maybe East Northport. I forget. Anyway we went and looked at a couple of houses. No great shakes. I couldn't wait to get to the burgers.

We get there and everyone puts in their orders. Big Mac. Fries. Apple Pie. Milk Shake. Man it was delicious.  I had a cast iron stomach in those days. I gobbled that down like I was going to the chair. Everybody really enjoyed it you know? It was Americana food. Not Italian. Not what we were used too. So it was a treat.

Finally everybody was finished. We all went to bathroom. Piled in the car. Pulled out onto Sunrise Highway. I puked all over the place.

I was a little pussy and always got car sick. So shoving that stuff down my gullet so fast wasn't such a great idea. But I didn't care. I loved it.

WKRLEM: "The Founder".....the perfect movie for the beginning of the Trump era

I can't wait to see this movie. It is the story of Ray Kroc who built McDonald's into the multi-million dollar corporation that it is today.

I wonder if they will have that famous story. Ray was looking for investors and he went to his friend who was also a food service machine salesman. Ray sold milk shake machines. His friend sold soft Ice Cream machines. His friend said he was crazy. There was no money in burgers. It was in ice cream. So he didn't get in on the ground floor with McDonalds. That man was Tom Carvel.

I don't know if that story is true. But it ought to be.

I hope they make of movie of Tom Carvel's life. He was murdered. Poisoned by his employees who were stealing from him. That would be one great movie.

In the meantime I will enjoy celebrating a great American corporation.

When Donald Trump and Hillary made a McDonald's Commercial together!

It was yuuugggggeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The Donald is a man of the people. No arugula for him you pansies!