Hooray for fast food

I don't know if I've ever said this before, but just in case I haven't... I really like going for a fast-food meal. Not that I don't like eating better than that. I do. But I like that you can go into the place and be out of there within half an hour. I like that you've then got time to do something else as well, so that eating didn't become the main purpose of the evening. (Yes, yes... I like sharing a meal with friends, and talking at leisure, so don't go raising your eyebrow at me now.) I like that the food is tasty in its own fast-food sort of way. And I even like that I know people who, if they'd seen me going into that particular joint - McDonald's, Wendy's, Burger King, or wherever - might say, 'What can he be thinking of?' I like that there are people who wouldn't be seen dead eating fast food, and that I can be in and out of there and think, 'Poor them'. (Prompted by Mick.)