Being one of the most famous and most wide-spread chain of restaurants, McDonald’s is the first choice of many when it comes to fast food.
Most of its restaurants are located in populated areas. Well, nearly all of them.
Recently, McDonald’s sparked controversy after someone noticed they are opening a restaurant at a remote place with no electricity at 8075 Avenue Marcel-Villeneuve in Saint-François, Laval, Quebec.
“Officially open for business. Our staff awaits you at our new restaurant at 8075 Marcel-Villeneuve, Laval,” the restaurant wrote on Facebook.
McDonalds’ Jéremy Lévy shared the excitement over the new location, saying: “I am delighted to be involved with the community of Saint-François on the occasion of this opening. Growing up with a father who is also a McDonald’s franchisee, I have had the opportunity to see him actively involved in the communities in which he operates his restaurants.
“Today, I am very excited to follow in his footsteps and get involved in the same way.”
I Was Furious at My Daughter’s Birthday Gift to My Wife – Was My Punishment Justified?
My teenage daughter has been pushing my buttons when it comes to her new stepmother, but this time she went too far. My wife, her stepmother, usually buffers her when it comes to me dealing out punishment, however, her latest actions forced my hand!
Hi everyone, my name is Tom, and my wife, Mia, and I have been together for three years. This is the story of how I learned the hard way that my teenage daughter needed firmer consequences after she did something I just couldn’t forgive.
So on this fateful day, as the clock struck 8 p.m., my wife’s 42nd birthday celebration was in full swing, laughter filling our home, a stark contrast to the storm brewing under the surface.
Harper, my 17-year-old daughter from a previous marriage, had been on thin ice with Mia, but when she asked if she could join the festivities, my wife met the request with optimism.
What you need to understand is that my second wife is a wonder to behold. She’s forgiving, loving, kind, warm, understanding, considerate, caring, and so much more. This might be strange for a father to say, but those traits were something she didn’t share with her stepdaughter.
Harper seemed to lean more toward her mother’s character: vindictive, condescending, argumentative, unforgiving, sometimes cruel, and more—all the traits that caused me to divorce her mother.
“I promise to do better,” Jess mumbled, clearly not thrilled at playing the remorseful rebel.
“And I’ll return your room,” Chelsea added, sounding as convincing as a late-night infomercial host.
Beth, ever the diplomat, nodded, “Let’s work on being a family, not a reality show cast.”
So, here we are, the dust slowly settling on the battlefield. Our home is inching back towards sitcom territory, with fewer commercial breaks and more genuine laughs.
Amy got her room back, Chelsea learned the importance of boundaries, and Jess… well, Jess is still Jess, but with a bit more empathy. And me? I’m still the dragon, but now my fire breath is reserved for BBQ Sundays and roasting marshmallows, not family feuds.
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