Oh, McDonalds why do you punish me so. Special Edition! Yeah, special edition, meaning ‘not for very long’. Double Quarter Pounders at McDonalds on the menu and now on my ‘Oh jebus they’re sweet’ list.

You see, I’m a big Burger King fan. I love the XL Bacon Double Cheeseburgers. I can’t have them very often for three reasons. BK is: too far away; too expensive and Kid 2 prefers McDonalds, for me to enjoy the succulent meaty treat on a regular enough basis.

Double Quarter
Exhibt “A”, delicious.

Now although I simply love the breakfast menu at McDonalds, the salads are great and the Deli Sandwiches are sublime, I’m not a big fan of the burgers. When you just want a burger and you are forced to go to McDonalds by the ankle biters, you certainly miss out. They are too ‘wet’, too small, too bland and too sloppy. I like the way BK do their burgers, succulent on the inside and slightly charred on the outside, they taste of meat, and all the crap in the bun doesn’t over-power that loverly beefy, meaty taste.

Now we come to the McDonalds Double Quarter Pounder - Incidentally that makes it a half pounder; if my rudimentary maths is correct, so why not call it that? – I had one of these delights a few weeks ago. It was cooked to perfection, not wet, not small, not bland and not sloppy. What are they playing at? This creation is Burger King tasty. I love them. You could actually taste the beef! Also for the first time in the history of fast food photography the actual product you get looks as good as or better than the advertising pictures.

So I thought to myself, yeah it’s a one-off. Not so. A week later, “what do you want for your tea kids?” At the counter I ordered the happy meal for kid 2 and the McChicken sandwich meal for kid 1…

Note to McDonalds – Put McChicken sandwiches in the happy meals. Both my two love ‘em but one of the little monkeys still insists on a happy meal. So I have to buy a happy meal and an extra McChicken butty. Oh wait, that’s your point. D’oh.

…and my Double Quarter meal. And to my astonishment it was the same. A glorious burger worthy of praise and worthy of eating with various comments like: yum, sweet, nice, loverly, what’s going on? Etc. Ah-ha, it’s gotta be the Sunday staff. But no, I went in on a Thursday and they are like that whoever cooks them. Bang goes my fecking diet!

So a question arises, why are the normal everyday burgers still crap? Beats me. I will however, enjoy them while they are around. I know fast food isn’t de rigueur at the moment and is frowned upon as not being healthy food to feed your kids, or yourself for that matter. But as part of a balanced diet, and not indulging more than once a week, I don’t see the harm in it. And I like it, it’s my body my choice.

In conclusion I would like to ask the powers that be to ditch the Big Mac, which lets face it isn’t big, and have the Double Quarters instead. It may scupper my diet plans but that’s my problem. Damn, I’ve just looked at the clock and it’s too late for me to walk into town and grab a burger, a DQP obviously, aaarrrgggghhh. I want one.

I also like the fries!… Oh my waistline