Add some love to it. Put it on a plate, add a sprig of whatever, eat with a fancy fork, whatever it is that makes you happy. It’s a little gift of love to yourself. Soon after living on my own I realized I could eat whatever I wanted out of those big wine glasses. So… I did. Juice, yogurt, cereal, mac and cheese. I liked how it looked and it was a small thing that made my day brighter.
Because in general, most of them look like straight garbage. They say you eat with your eyes first so you’re swallowing a whole lotta depression before your first bite. Plate it up and pretty it up with some garnish. Some brands look better than others too. Stouffers and Boston Market come off as more of a home-cooked look.
Unless we’re focusing on the alone part. Can’t help you there. The answer as to why it feels that way is pretty obvious.
I do not buy from bp, and I only buy from Walmart if there’s literally no other option. My go to department store is Target or whatever local store has what I need, usually it is the former is Walmart is the reason why Mom and Pop stores don’t really exist anymore unless they fulfill a very specific niche.
My local Walmart does not get any of my business, if I go in, it’s probably just to visit the Checkers renting store space from Walmart
Doesn’t suddenly make Walmart innocent, plus unlike walmart, Amazon can actually be helpful to a small community that doesn’t have specialty shops. That said I recommend not using Amazon if what you are looking for can be found on a different site, actually I recommend using Amazon to browse products, and then finding another site to buy the product. I make sure to almost never buy computer parts from amazon, because there was one time I bought a motherboard from Amazon thinking it was a reputable dealer, instead it fried out and my protection plan was fucking worthless because I actually bought it from a bootlegger who filed off the serial number of the motherboard he copied. I was able to still make it out, but tech support told me what actually happened when I came to me number.
So I buy from Newegg unless the Amazon price is just that much better.
You could be focusing on “it’s amazing how easy it is for me to make food!” But you’re not. Your emotions are leading you somewhere, instead of your rational mind. Next time you recognize that you feel like that, pause, and pay attention to what exactly it is that you are feeling, without judgement. Use your rational mind to observe your emotional state. Just observe it, don’t control it or try to change it. Hopefully you’ll discover something, maybe even the answer you’re looking for.
Nourishment is nourishment. I would love to have a home-cooked three course meal every night, but that's a lot of effort and money to spend on lil' old me. Ready meals are fine for those nights where I can't be bothered to actually prepare a decent meal.
I’d say a contributing factor could be tv/films. It’s very common to see the divorced/dumped/bereaved/generally lonely people heating up frozen food and pushing some meat puck around with a fork, feeling pretty close to ending it all… it’s just dumb social commentary but I think it shares some blame for the “universal view” of one person heating up a frozen dish being kind of pathetic
Food has always been something that’s very social and growing/hunting/preparing it a crucial part of culture. We’re wired for it. It binds us. Even if you had made no effort as part of the process, the kinship of knowing someone went all that effort for you is difficult to replace.
Anyway, when you just heat frozen food and eat it alone, all that pretty much goes down the drain.
I do agree, but its also kind of an amazing thing. I know this meal was made by a corporation for profit, but there was still a farmer that made the contents and a chef somewhere along the line cooked it before it was packaged. You might be missing the personal interaction with them, but there were still a lot of humans involved in bringing that meal to your table.
I have nothing useful to contribute. Just, lately, been thinking a lot about platonic ideals. Plato decided that… so, chairs. There are office chairs, camping, some metal, some wood, variety. Plato said that any chair you see, it is an imitation, an attempt. But the CHAIR ideal existed separately, in its own realm. At one point he theorized it was at the top of our existence, our reality.
An abstract homunculus, if you will. Mankind’s capacity for abstract thought is astonishing, we use it to put rocket ships in space, math, science. Etc. But humans can get so caught up in their abstract thinking, they can lose touch with actual reality. People become labels, wars are fought over imaginary gods, anything can be justified.
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