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Some days are less interesting than others. I have had my share of interesting times, and the scars to show for it. I have met many interesting people along the way.
There is a story behind the TV dinner. I recall the first time I saw one sometime about 1958 or 1959, but they had to be heated in the oven. They were too expensive for us on our meager income, and besides, they took up way too much storage space in the tiny freezer on top of our small refrigerator. We didn’t get a microwave until 1980. It was huge, extremely expensive, and didn’t work all that well. I ended up donating it to Goodwill when we moved.
The origin of TV dinners was the result of a logistical miscalculation. The explanation:
I remember back when you were actually served a meal to coach class passengers on an airliner. Most of those meals were similar to TV dinners, but usually far better quality and taste. Nowadays, you can’t even get peanuts. They give you a tiny packet of semi-fresh pretzels and a small drink unless you fly first class.
ZZ Top recorded an ode to TV Dinners.
Cooking in the Deep South has its own rules not found anywhere else.
Wednesday Lagniappe:
Home Free with an acapella classic:
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