Morning fare

I always feel so deliciously disgusting after I eat McDonald’s food products. Delicious because my fat and salt receptors are invariably Sa-Tis-FIED; disgusting because, you know, food product, not actual food (see here). Still, I crave it whenever I'm an airport in the morning. I wish I didn't have those cravings, but at this point in my traveling career, when I'm jonesing for an Egg McMuffin (accept no substitutes!), I know it's the better part of valour to give and ensure that I'm full (read: with a leaden stomach) for the entire flight.