Sundown Restaurant, Meat & Three, and the Meaning of Life Fast Food v. Comfort Food I go to McDonald’s and Burger King on occasion. What else are you going to do when you’re on the road and you have to dash in for some food? They are pretty good; they’re clean, and you know what you’re getting. I don’t know why anyone would think I always dine on hummingbird’s tongues or something. –Julia Child I have a soft spot in my heart for McDonald's, my second job in food service. In the fall of 1967, a hamburger was 18 cents and fries were 15 cents. The most exotic menu item, the Guppy burger (fish sandwich), was 35 cents. We still used the milkshake machines that Ray Kroc sold before taking over McDonald's. [1] In that remote, yet distant past, it was an all-boys workforce. Women, then known as girls, were not hired at McDonald's until the summer of 1968, when they were allowed to work the lunch shift, but not at night, when nefarious things might happen. And
