Martha Stewart. The Food Network. HGTV.
It's home ec porn. We sit agog in our living rooms, watching Martha or Rachael make prosciutto-wrapped asparagus and lemon drop martinis for some imaginary summer dinner party.
Do we dutifully turn off the tv, go into our kitchens and lovingly make the asparagus for our own family? No, we pull out a Trader Joe's entree, slap it into the microwave and call it dinner.
As I prepare to shop for the ingredients for refrigerator pickles, I ponder: If our grandmothers had so many prepared foods at their disposal, would they have gone to all this trouble?
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