This post is not in protest of hippies and food snobs. I am an actual fan of McDonalds in Asia. Ethics or whatever aside I love their tasty burgers. I could eat Big Macs for a week and not get bored of them. No I have no idea what they are made of and I don’t care. If it tastes good I eat it. If it is convenient even more so. “Yup I’m eating a Big Mac… What of it??”
No-one can deny my dedication to street food. I eat local and street food twice a day minimum. I write about street food more than travel. This doesn’t mean I have to hate McDonalds. Complaining about McDonalds is like scrooge complaining about Christmas. Tiresome. Fact is McDonalds will always litter the world with franchises. Instead of grumbling I embrace it. If the Burmese want McDonalds in downtown Yangon let them have it. Good for them. Imagine the smiles on kids faces during their first bite of a Big Mac. A truly magical moment.
As a gastro-tourist I do feel guilt as I walk to a McDonalds counter. It feels like a wasted meal on a short itinerary of food exploration. But in truth this is not the case. McDonalds is different in every country. Just because it’s McDonalds doesn’t mean it’s the same. On top of usuals the McDonalds in Asia offer their own unique regional twists. “Double Prosperity Burger?? Yes Please!”. And you’ve got to love their own cute and kitschy merchandise. I couldn’t be more proud of my complete set of ‘Hello Kitty McDonalds’ stuffed toys. Collected through Hong Kong and Macau. Jealous? My favourite is the Hamburglar. So much so I pretend to be him when I travel…
Deliciousness of Big Macs is not the only reason to eat McDonalds in Asia. I am certain many travellers can relate. A week in Burma and most will be begging for a Big Mac. Especially those with the runs. Ring sting and chilli burps. Unfamiliar foods at every meal takes a belly of steel. For most of us we need to pace our eating and occasionally indulge in comfort foods. Even better Asian inspired comfort foods.