  I was, in as much it is possible to do so, given the context, looking forward to my McDonald's Quorn Supreme, which leapt forth from the counter menu as a lively and colourful item, unlike the animal protein-based products served there, which are limp and appropriately, lifeless, no matter how well prepared.
One can hope for too much it seems: The focaccia bun was ultra-processed and had no levity; the quorn steak itself was a mean-spirited sliver and the salad garnish was presented in standard warm and limp mode. The saving grace was the chilli condiment which slaked my thirst for some zing, not found in the rest of the sandwich. I refer only in passing to the fries as that's all they deserve (ie. passing). 
