Rideau Street McDonald's counter.
I took a big risk when I took this photo, actually taking a picture of the main counter at the Rideau Street McDonald's, risking the floor staff getting snippy at me the way that the counter staff at the McDonald's across Rue de Dunkerque from Gare du Nord in Paris scolded me for taking a shot of the menu, as though my brother, Nick, and I were the first foreign customers there to want to bring home photographic evidence that, in France, the McDonald's Quarter Pounder is called "Le Royale". Haven't they ever seen the Quentin Tarantino film Pulp Fiction?
I thought that I was lucky and the staff didn't even notice me snapping the picture, but, examining the picture closely, it seems that one of the girls in the kitchen, the one who served me a minute or so later, is looking right at me, though she could have been just looking at the line-up in general and not specifically at me. If she did see me taking the picture, she didn't say anything about it when she served me.
Another thing I like about this picture is that there is a girl being held by her boyfriend in a sweet embrace, and, right next to her, the word "SWEET!" serendipituously in an ad for a sundae on the back of the cash register.
Rideau Street McDonald's counter.
I took a big risk when I took this photo, actually taking a picture of the main counter at the Rideau Street McDonald's, risking the floor staff getting snippy at me the way that the counter staff at the McDonald's across Rue de Dunkerque from Gare du Nord in Paris scolded me for taking a shot of the menu, as though my brother, Nick, and I were the first foreign customers there to want to bring home photographic evidence that, in France, the McDonald's Quarter Pounder is called "Le Royale". Haven't they ever seen the Quentin Tarantino film Pulp Fiction?
I thought that I was lucky and the staff didn't even notice me snapping the picture, but, examining the picture closely, it seems that one of the girls in the kitchen, the one who served me a minute or so later, is looking right at me, though she could have been just looking at the line-up in general and not specifically at me. If she did see me taking the picture, she didn't say anything about it when she served me.
Another thing I like about this picture is that there is a girl being held by her boyfriend in a sweet embrace, and, right next to her, the word "SWEET!" serendipituously in an ad for a sundae on the back of the cash register.