Ah keberoxu, the two branches of McDonalds staff know our order off by heart too. During the height of the pandemic, hugs weren't offered, but now we get plenty the minute we arrive! It's rather like visiting ones family.
Same thing in the café in the big Tesco in Sprowston, where we have what's called a 'millionaire's shortbread' and a tea or coffee. The black barista chap (from Gambia) always hugs my husband then gives me a kiss. I think it might be because we're a 'mixed race' couple, a rare sight here, so people remember us and feel warmly towards us.