
Hey guys, remember how excited I was
last year when I was in London, England around Easter time and had a
Creme Egg McFlurry from
McDonald's literally everyday for the week I was there?
Well then you can imagine how excited I was when a few weeks ago my friend
Kristen sent me a message that she saw the
Creme Egg McFlurry's return to Canada advertised in the GTA.
Finally, I thought,
McDonald's Canada has come to its senses, and that delightful combination of soft serve, choclate chunks and yellow goo would become a temporary staple in my diet once again.
Well let me tell you. I thought wrong.
Finding and subsequently consuming the
Creme Egg McFlurry in Toronto, despite its promotion, was way more challenging than I ever expected and put a real strain on my relationship with
McDonald's. Never have I felt such resentment towards the establishment that has provided me so many delicious Big Macs over the years.
Strike one: Saturday April 16. I'm told the McD's at Yonge and Wellesley doesn't have the
Creme Egg McFlurry yet, as I stare at a large display board advertising it. "When will you get it?" I ask. "Tomorrow," they respond. I wonder if they could just bring the ingredients out and I'll show them how to make it.
Strike two: Tuesday April 18. Two locations in the downtown core are now
sold out of
Creme Egg McFlurries. Two days after I was told it's not yet available. The second location offers to make me one with the chocolate chunks, and either chocolate or caramel sauce. "No thank you," I say politely, to which the kind staff member says "Yeah, it wouldn't taste the same."
Strike three: I
tweet my frustration, and get the following
response from
McDonald's Canada: "Sorry Chris 4 unsuccessful egg hunt. Product was like a wild bunny: catch it if you can." That stock line is all fine and dandy, but doesn't get a
Creme Egg McFlurry in my tummy, nor my wasted time back. Not pleased.
And then: Thursday April 21, my brother and I enter a
McDonald's in Mississauga. Two subways, a GO Train and car ride away from my place of residence. The sign is there advertising the
Creme Egg McFlurry, but by now I know that means nothing. "Do you actually have the
Creme Egg McFlurry?" I ask, sounding dejected and without hope.
And then, I received a response I never thought I'd hear: "Yes, we do."
I immediately ordered two of those suckers for my bro and I, and the kind
McDonald's staff member told me "It's a good thing you got here today. We're almost out of the mix, and then it's over."
The
Creme Egg McFlurry tasted delicious, and I was sure to enjoy every scoop as I knew I wouldn't be finding another one this year.
And with that, I urge
McDonald's Canada to take some tips from
McDonald's London and not piss me off by making me search high and low for a product that you've been promoting.
I love the
Creme Egg McFlurry. Heck, I love
McDonald's. But like a strained relationship, the way you played with my heart is going to take time to heal.
I hope my next Big Mac doesn't taste like bitterness and resentment. Mayhaps I'll have to start making an annual trips to London in April.