Speaking of McChicken (the original kind)
Sep. 25th, 2008 05:37 pmThis is what our neighborhood McDonalds looks like as of today:

I waited about a day too long to get by there and shoot this; as of yesterday, the late 70s dark-red-brick exterior was still visible in huge piles on the ground, and the sign was even still up in front.
The restaurant had a fire sometime last year, and the building closed; I always expected it to reopen, since there are tons of office parks and medical practices all around there with very few other places to get quick eats nearby. No idea if a new Mickey D's will rise in its place, or if Amigone (the funeral home next door) has designs on it for, I dunno, a crematorium or something. That would sure give new meaning to the term "grilled to order."
My biggest regret is that I didn't get there before they cleared away the remnants of the drive-through. I knew exactly what I wanted to order from a demolished kitchen that had been closed for close to a year:
A rubble cheeseburger, a six-piece chicken mcmaggots, an order of flies, and a large orange fence.
I promise, that's the last of my tacky 70s disk jockey humor for the week.
I waited about a day too long to get by there and shoot this; as of yesterday, the late 70s dark-red-brick exterior was still visible in huge piles on the ground, and the sign was even still up in front.
The restaurant had a fire sometime last year, and the building closed; I always expected it to reopen, since there are tons of office parks and medical practices all around there with very few other places to get quick eats nearby. No idea if a new Mickey D's will rise in its place, or if Amigone (the funeral home next door) has designs on it for, I dunno, a crematorium or something. That would sure give new meaning to the term "grilled to order."
My biggest regret is that I didn't get there before they cleared away the remnants of the drive-through. I knew exactly what I wanted to order from a demolished kitchen that had been closed for close to a year:
A rubble cheeseburger, a six-piece chicken mcmaggots, an order of flies, and a large orange fence.
I promise, that's the last of my tacky 70s disk jockey humor for the week.
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Date: 2008-09-25 10:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-09-25 11:58 pm (UTC)http://www.allfunnypictures.com/pages2/amigone.htm
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Date: 2008-09-26 09:13 pm (UTC)I love dark humor. :D
I hope they put a Starbucks there, because you just can't have enough of those!