Sitting in the McDonald’s drive thru waiting to order a highly nutritious meal for my kids, I’m amused by the pictures on the drive-thru menu.

A perfectly assembled hamburger on a dinner plate sitting next to a bowl of fries. An elegant, sit-down meal.

It would be funny if it weren’t so ridiculous.

It’s the same smushed, less-than-picture-perfect, quasi-meat burger that’s about as healthy for you as a tapeworm.

Does sticking it on a dinner plate change anything?

You can put a pig in a gown and it doesn’t make it a princess.

It’s still a pig.