We’re blogging about love this week, so naturally, I need to talk about the McDonald’s Egg McMuffin.
My feelings for the Egg McMuffin border more on lust than love, but since I’m a romance author, I’m licensed to combine the two.
I’m a chronically healthy eater 99.9% of the time. I stock up on whole grains and devour healthy portions of fruits and vegetables. I don’t eat much candy or junk, and I generally steer clear of fast food.
But then there’s the Egg McMuffin.
In case you live under a rock (or in Spain, where I was disheartened to discover McDonald’s does not serve breakfast) the Egg McMuffin consists of a fresh Grade A egg with warm Canadian bacon and a slice of melty American cheese sandwiched between a toasted English muffin.
Biting into one is the closest thing I can imagine to nirvana.
I’ve tried making my own, but they’re never quite as good as what the friendly McDonald’s cashier hands me in that crinkly yellow wrapper. I’ve also tried the substitutes – the Sausage McMuffin or the pale imitations from other fast food chains.
Nothing compares to the original Egg McMuffin.
My adoration for this culinary delight has spanned more than three decades. It is unwavering. My love is true and pure and all-consuming.
For the record, I should point out the Egg McMuffin is not terribly unhealthy. It has 300 calories and 12 grams of fat. I didn’t even have to look that up, by the way. I am a veritable font of Egg McMuffin trivia.
Are there any foods you love with a blinding, all-consuming devotion? Please share!
No, really – share. If you have an Egg McMuffin, I want it. Now.