Hardly. As kids my brothers, cousins, and I pretty much only ate out at McDonalds. Which is not to say we ate there often, we usually ate at home. But our parents were smart enough to know not to take a half dozen kids under 10 to somewhere nice. I think the only times we ever ate in nice places were religious functions, first communion banquets, a few wedding banquets, etc. And none of us became McChildren. In fact, my grand parents once came to visit and thought I was anorexic. Until we had dinner anyway.
