Fast Food Memories

How sad. My childhood is filled with memories of chicken sandwiches at Burger King and 25 count fried shrimp baskets at IHOP. My grandparents, Ita and Andrew, were the only ones that would ever take us to fast food. A few years ago I realized the french fries at BK had changed and the chicken sandwich had shrunk. Last night (~2:30 AM) I realized that the shrimp at IHOP no longer have the shells attached to the end of the tails (probably my first experience with this, god, look at how an innocent introduction to a simple American meal degenerated! - crab shells, fish heads, anything, etc.), and that they are indistinguishable from clam strips (strong breading, bland seafood).