Oh my!
You people owe me a keyboard, it has shortcircuited for the salivation.
Here in Italy McDonalds it's trash, but i remember there in the States was little better.
The best Hamburger of my life I had it in a little harbour at the end of a channel along the route from Annapolis to Baltimore, 2 days before leaving for the Atlantic crossing in a sailboat.
It was a small place, with 2 tables on each side and the cooking place at the end, and a nice and gentle woman was doing everything, the other 2 customers were a local policemen and a guy wearing a baseball hat.
When I entered I tought to be in a set of a movie.
That hamburger cut have been defined one of the proves of the existence of God.