If there's one thing australians are known for, it's their love of nicknames. Oz, aussie, land from down under (love that song!). And my fave is that they call mcdonalds MACKERS ... pronounced MACKHUZ cos they have that awesome accent which i still find myself faking from time to time. Before our snorkeling expedition, we walked one block to mackers for some brekkie. It's always interesting to try out something familiar in another country. The meat in my sausage mcmuffin tasted really different. It was almost as if it were more lean perhaps? Or maybe it has a little bit of 'roo in it unbeknownst to us. Eeks! I dunno if that is true or not but i wouldn't be in disbelief if someone had told me that. Their iced coffees were soooooo DELISH. Like creamy milky goodness. I want one NOW! I would drink one every morning. There's this distinct flavor to it that i couldn't make out but it was really what made the coffee. There were a few different things. Most weren't too crazy different. There was this one:
The new Bakehouse Brekkie Roll has two rashers of bacon, a freshly cracked egg, a slice of cheese and a golden potato rosti. With a dollop of onion relish on a sourdough roll.
Wish i had ordered that instead now. But you know, i was trying to make an apples to apples comparison. Wish i could say that this mackers left me with a good impression. Unfortunately, that sausage mcmuffin i had was ultimately my demise. Dun dun dun. To be continued.
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