Not sure exactly when this commercial came out but I’m guessing mid ’80s. I actually remember this commercial and it’s a testament to the power of marketing because this holiday commercial gives me warm feelings about a fast food joint I’ve never really been much of a fan of (chicken off the bone is slimy & disgusting).
Even if you are as greedy as Scrooge is would you really be that much of a glutton too?
I love old fast food tray liners and this one is no exception. Look at how cute this one is with a gigantic soda, order of french fries and a shake towering over this quaint little valley as a bi-plane flies overhead and a station wagon and sports car cruise down the road. Adorable and the very embodiment of the American Dream.
We were all so much more innocent in those days. McDonald’s proudly boasted “Our Biggest Are Back!” and we, the consumers, happily drank as much soda, ate as many fries and slurped as many milkshakes as we possibly could. Demand was so great that the “super size” basically became standard issue with your fast food order. No one ever thought about calories or fat intake or how livestock was being treated back then. We didn’t know and frankly, even if you told us, we wouldn’t have cared.
This guy took the fun out of everything.
I’d love to see McDonald’s give the middle finger to all the health nuts someday by running a huge ad campaign advertising the return of the Super Size. You know what? Forget simple advertising. They need to go back to proudly boasting. Scratch that — how about downright BRAGGING?
I’m not a fish fan. Yes, I’ve had it before, but I wasn’t impressed by it. In fact, I can only remember one time eating it and it was when I was probably 6 years old. That memory has always stuck me because since then I’ve always considered it disgusting to eat anything from the ocean, so I’m not sure why I willingly ate it them. It looks gross and it smells.
That said, if the finest prepared fish from the finest chef in the world seems nasty… it looks 100 times as bad coming from a fast food joint.
Wendy’s fish fillet sandwich? No thanks. I’m pretty sure this sandwich was off the menu for over a decade, but just a few years ago they brought it back for a limited time and called it a “premium fish fillet sandwich”.
The offerings during the holiday seasons at fast food restaurants always blew the doors off the typical cheap kiddie toys you could get in a Happy Meal, Kids Club meal and the like. That’s when the fast food chains would partner up with some type of timeless childrens’ property and give us a plush toy that would last a lifetime. If not physically, then certainly in heart and spirit, but then again, I’m speaking for myself. Though I no longer own a Holiday Huggable, I’ve always found comfort in knowing that they exist, I owned one and that my Baby Fozzie was an extremely important piece of my stuffed animal collection!
It’s pretty funny that a stuffed animal from a fast food joint can mean so much to you but that’s what is so wonderful about being a kid. The most simple things can be the greatest things when you’re young and innocent. So what does that say for me when I’m pushing thirty and wish I had my Baby Fozzie back?
The Holiday Huggables were a part of the 1988 holiday season and available with the purchase of any McDonald’s grub (for an additional fee). I want to say they probably cost about $1.99, which I think was the standard fast food plush toy rate, but I certainly didn’t pay for it– so what do I know? I wonder if my parents kept the receipt…
Sadly, in my house a Baby Kermit never slept. Somehow both my sister and I had Fozzie. Hey, I loved Fozzie as much as anyone, but why couldn’t I have a Kermit ?! I seem to recall a friend having Kermit and being very jealous over it all.
Here are a couple of McDonald’s tray liners hyping up their super awesome Halloween Gift Certificates.
A gift certificate for a McDonald’s sundae was one of the greatest items you could ever give me on Halloween (don’t worry, a list is coming shortly of such things)! It was money in the bank — I knew come November 1st, I could walk into any participating McDonald’s, slam my $5 in gift certificates down on the counter and walk out with five hot fudge sundaes (with or without nuts, depending on my mood).