When I was little, my siblings and I sometimes got to eat tv dinners when my parents went out on a Friday night. Tv dinners came in aluminum trays, had to be baked in the oven, and were a rare treat (for me, at least); more often we had leftovers.
Tv dinners are now called frozen dinners, though I still call them tv dinners. I ate a tv dinner tonight, and I noticed that every time I eat a tv dinner, I feel pathetic. It's not just the lousy food (although I will admit that Marie Callender's tv dinners are better than most I've tried); I think it is the fact that I am resorting to this cheap processed meal instead of making something myself.
Last night I cooked some ground beef, grated some cheese, and made myself soft tacos. Even though they didn't taste all that great, I felt good for having done something.
Tonight, however, it was the tv dinner.