Dear Morally Superior Home Chefs,
I know that cooking dinner at home is healthier and less expensive than eating out. Most times when I eat something I’ve made myself (particularly if it’s very starchy, like pasta, or it has a lot of cheese, like chili with a lot of cheese on top), I’m very happy with it.
But Jesus Christ I am so fucking hungry right now and I despise the dinner I’m cooking right now and no Alice Waters sycophant is going to tell me that a chicken I’ve roasted myself is just as satisfying as a pizza or a pile of Indian food that I did not make delivered right to my door.
Signed,
Girl Who Is Telling Her Salmon and Vegetables to Fuck Off and Die