The fast food blessing

As some of you know, I am not much of a fast food eater, but was on the road last weekend after a weekend of music and art, and didn't feel like digging through my cooler to find a snack.   I was caravanning back from Indiana with a fellow artist when she pulled off the highway into a fast food restaurant.  I was a little hesitant to get anything, knowing that I had venison sausage and cheese and crackers in my cooler, along with some good kalamata olives, but decided what the heck.   The burger was far from what I make at home, but actually looked remarkably like the one in the picture on the menu.  It was one of the first times that the burger didn't have that "sat on" look (the bun was still nice and "fluffy").  My drink that came with the meal had a big bright red straw, and following in the american soft drink tradition, filled it completely up before leaving the restaurant after drinking a full one with my meal.  It wasn't until this morning when I was blanching green beans for the freezer that it dawned on me that I could use the drinking straw to manually vacuum seal my freezer bags!  Now that I have gotten my biannual fast food fix, I see no need to return for awhile (unless my straw breaks).