I have nostalgia for food in a box. I grew up on it. Didn't know that you could get mashed potatoes just from, well, mashing potatoes. I thought Betty Crocker had the key to the magical kingdom of mushy spuds. But I learned. I grew. I learned to love (and make!) things that were not just from a box. I learned it was okay (and cheaper!) to make rice that took more than a minute and that the exciting taste of cheese could come from actual cheese, not just powdery velveeta flavoring and yellow dye no. 3. I know! Though part of me feels I've betrayed my 1970s suburban heritage, I am happy knowing now the ways of the kale, basmati and yukon gold.
This is a video from someone who has take an opposite approach to his food. Clearly, a youth without Betty C. can lead to some box-lovin spoonfuls!
He is an enthusiasts enthusiast!
WATCH THIS CLIP!
"It always says dinner on the box...even though you can eat it for lunch!"
(courtesy of dlisted)
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