In Praise Of Frozen Food

In Praise of Frozen FoodIf you really loved me," I remember hearing my mother say to my father when I was just learning to eavesdrop, "you'd buy me a house that has no kitchen."My father was asleep in his Barcalounger at the time and didn't respond, so my mother returned to the kitchen to fix dinner. She hated cooking more than anything else in the world. More than cockroaches. More than my terrible habit of leaving Kleenex in my dirty clothes to ruin her nice clean wash. More tha...