Ah, the memories
As sad as this may seem, a visit to McDonald's is one of my most vivid childhood memories.
When was 7, my father took me to Florida during the Christmas holidays to visit the sights (Disney World, Sea World, Kennedy Space Centre, etc.) One day, late in the afternoon, we stopped at McDonald's and I proceeded to eat my father under the table (Not literally.)
Perhaps it is memorable because I bested my father. (The next and most glorious victory was a full lifetime later when I beat him at tennis 14-16, 13-11, 19-17.) Ah, sweet, sweet memories