Can I tell you something?
I like fast food. The concept, I mean. When you’re hungry you want your food fast, right? I do. And let me just say up front that during my salad days I consumed mass quantities of fast food, none of which qualified as a salad. I feasted regularly on the cuisine proffered by Ronald McDonald, the Burger King, the Colonel, Popeye, Jack, Wendy, Arby, Taco Bell, Taco Time, and other taco purveyors as well, and still occasionally do. Very occasionally. But let me make clear I don’t look down my nose at anyone who frequents these establishments. That said, if you eat nowhere else, perhaps you should consider seeing a doctor or talking to a member of the clergy.
But that’s not what I wanted to tell you.