For kids, it tastes better if it’s in a McDonald’s wrapper. You know, I was probably one of those kids, but McDonald’s was a special treat back then, not the dietary supplement it probably is now. Disturbingly enough, whenever I get stressed out of my mind, I have to fight this deeply visceral craving for a Fish-O-Fillet—remember when they used to come in blue styrofoam clamshell boxes?—and I don’t even eat seafood anymore. Dayum, people.
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