By now the golden arches are such a global presence that I don’t even see it as an american invasion when traveling around Europe. Me at McDonald’s? On very rare occasions, like when a new store opens up less than 8 miles from ours. As with all things shiny and new, the urge to have a look is too great to resist. This is what happens when bad weather and snow has kept you homebound for days. Just get me out of here. Anywhere will do.