MY YOUNGEST was about six when he asked what a happy meal is. Someone at school had mentioned it. I said it’s a healthy meal that you eat with the people you love. Cheeky, I know.
Then I explained what people refer to when they talk about a ‘happy meal’. Fast food that comes loaded with sugar, salt, fat, and a plastic toy. The plot between the movie industry and fast food was also discussed. You watch, you buy, and you throw away. You become hooked. Repeat.
He tilted his head, as if to say that is silly. I shrugged; it is.
I do not agree with junk food or fast food being offered as treats, nor do I approve of the combined marketing plot.