In defense of junk food

National Review’s Andrew Stuttaford writes a stirring paean to Mickey D’s, and thrashes the public- “health” killjoys who would take away our Deity-given right to a hamburger and fries.
Speaking for myself, I’ve become quite a fan of Arby’s roast beef and cheese sandwiches. Basically a kebab with Cheez Whiz on an onion roll. Quite the gastronomic delight in my opinion. (Sorry

One comment

  1. Wind Rider

    mmm Beef n Cheddar. Along with a cherry turnover, and potato cakes, both of which, if dolled to below 110 degrees farenheit, immediatly turn into lumps of grease.
    Now that’s food!
    (Damn, now I wanna go to Arby’s)