crap food (food snobs move along, there's nothing for you to comment on here)
Three nights a week I am in class at dinner time. Two nights a week, so are Mr Moth and Zor. So we have been eating microwavable crap.
Yes, I suppose I could prepare food ahead of time, except that would require extra work, and a level of efficiency and energy I just don't have right now. I haven't hit my stride for this semester yet.
Anyway, pizza, yo.
So the other night I was making a helper. It was even an actual helper, out of a box, instead of my more usual, "I can make that myself" kind of casserole. I doctored it, of course, because I can't seem to not. While it was cooking, Zor said, "That smells amazing! Probably because it's real food."
Whereupon I almost snorted, because box helper isn't real food.
Later I got to thinking about it and decided that when you get older, anything your mother makes probably gets categorized as "real food." To me it's not, because my mother never made it--it was too expensive, and I was really envious of my friends who got to have such extravagances.
Yes, I suppose I could prepare food ahead of time, except that would require extra work, and a level of efficiency and energy I just don't have right now. I haven't hit my stride for this semester yet.
Anyway, pizza, yo.
So the other night I was making a helper. It was even an actual helper, out of a box, instead of my more usual, "I can make that myself" kind of casserole. I doctored it, of course, because I can't seem to not. While it was cooking, Zor said, "That smells amazing! Probably because it's real food."
Whereupon I almost snorted, because box helper isn't real food.
Later I got to thinking about it and decided that when you get older, anything your mother makes probably gets categorized as "real food." To me it's not, because my mother never made it--it was too expensive, and I was really envious of my friends who got to have such extravagances.