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I remember how, when I lived in Paris, there was a McDonald's, and I'd always see Americans eating there and think, 'Why do they come all the way to Paris and eat at McDonald's?'

Hey, I used to eat at McDonald's: I liked the taste of the food, especially the French fries.

McDonalds used to be my favorite place to eat, until my metabolism changed in my late 30s. Before that, I would have no hesitation about walking into McDonalds and getting two cheeseburgers and fries and enjoying every last bite.

I've been in Chicago for every Christmas of my life.

I haven't always hated McDonald's. When my kids were little and I lived in the U.S., they were as susceptible as anyone to Happy Meals and tatty toys that subsequently littered our sitting room.

I remember wishing there was snow in L.A. And how jealous we used to get of those Christmas specials with kids playing in the snow.

The way my family always did Christmas was on Christmas Eve, it wasn't really centered around a dinner on Christmas Eve. It was more about keeping the kids calm. Sometime after dark is when we were going to open all the presents underneath the tree from Mom, Dad and the kids and everything - just the family presents was every Christmas Eve.

I used to sit in front of McDonald's and ask people for dollars to get me a cheeseburger. It was bad.

I love cooking during Christmas, all smells like the hot apple cider, the hot spiced wine.

McDonald's is over with. But chips and candy and stuff, it's going to be hard to get away from that.