I use to love their fish sandwiches... years ago. However... recently, I would get sick on the stomach after eating them a couple of times. At first, I thought it could have been a passing 24hr stomach thing, but it happened every time I ate one. My opinion could be biased toward it and not necessarily because of faulty fish. I'm sure there are some people who love it and don't have any problems after eating them. My opinion could be colored also from looking at too many YouTube videos showing how they process their chicken nuggets as well as their fish patties... not to mention their use of "pink slime" in processing their hamburger patties. I have not gotten anything from Mickey D's since then. However, back in the day, I use to love their fries too.
I had a similar experience with White Castle. Every time (not often) that I ate there, I had indigestion afterward, and finally I realized it was White Castle, not some passing bug. Still, I have 2 White Castle posters hanging in my house, just because I love their funky, hokey style. They used to build their old restaurants like little castles, and I loved one I found back in the early '80s in New Jersey, somewhere near Elizabeth. I think now they built a new one, not the wonderful old one I loved. Sigh! Here's the photo I have of a poster advertising a George A. Tice exhibition:
George Tice, White Castle
The other poster has a garish picture of their square hamburger and says, "Hamburgers for Breakfast? Why Not?" I can't seem to find a picture of that on the Internet, so maybe I should take a picture of mine and show you. I was in a White Castle with a boyfriend named George and saw the poster displayed, and for some reason, it cracked me up. I wanted that poster! I asked at the counter, and they couldn't sell it to me, because regulations said they had to hang it till it was supposed to be replaced by a new one. I asked if they could send me the poster when it had to be replaced, and I gave them my contact info, but of course, I never heard any more. I had forgotten about it by the time my birthday rolled around. George was one of the most thoughtful boyfriends I've ever had, though he had other problems, which is why we didn't stay together, but on my birthday, he presented me with the poster, nicely framed. He had phoned the White Castle headquarters, wherever they are -- somewhere in the Midwest, I think -- and he had to find out where and who to phone, since this was before the Internet, and he had talked them into sending a poster so he could have it framed for me! Isn't that sweet? There. That's my Valentine's Day story, and it's not even about Bill. Bill has other virtues, and I'm with him all these years because of them, but he would never have the wherewithall to do something like George did. Of course, talk about OCD -- George was a film editor, a very fussy and precise occupation. That helps when you have to do this kind of focused research to get what you want. I'm that type, too. Maybe George and I were too much alike.