How can a society that exists on instant mashed potatoes packaged cake mixes frozen dinners and instant cameras teach patience to its young?

My personality when tasked with creating meals goes something like this: Is there a way we can make this more difficult? Because let's do that. I don't mean to complicate things. It's just - why buy pre-packaged potato salad when you can spend your morning boiling potatoes and flipping out because there's no dill in the house?

I do all of the grocery shopping in my little family. I buy cheese of many different kinds sliced packaged meats and poultry bagels immense quantities of eggs pre-made fried chicken. Milk. Bacon. It is insane how much dairy deli and bakery stuff I buy.

People's real hopes and dreams can be distorted and misdirected and packaged until you're not sure what you really want or what you even really need.

When theater becomes a soothing middle-class thing when it's packaged as the Night Out then that's the death of it.

The woman I am currently crazy about was a vegetarian for a year until I started dating her. As is the case with most vegetarians she had never eaten properly prepared meat only commercially packaged or otherwise abused flesh.