Wednesday 20 November 2019

TV's dinners are to blame

In name only.  That's what the vet said in response to meeting Minnie.  Nothing mini about her.  Rude veterinary comments aside, she's a picture of health, just a wide screen one.  What can you do?  She loves her food...and everyone else's.  The weight issue is not something we focus on too much around here.  Enjoy good food in moderation we say.  She just didn't hear the moderation bit.  We eat, pretty well everything that we like, but largely our dinner is home made so we know what went into it, and we don't eat anything that is handed to you through the car window.  Meals for me are something you sit down at the table and have, even if it's just for one.  Sitting with my dinner on my lap watching television would only end up with me in a spilt food mess.  Watching TV whilst easting just makes us eat faster with no conscious act or acknowledgement of what we are putting into our mouths.  No thought to where it came from, the time and effort put into it and the decision whether to bother with that recipe again or not.  The concept of TV dinners appeared around the 1970's when bringing out the metal folding tables became a sign of a modern family allowing everyone to turn their attention to their favourite program instead of each other.  Get Smart won over your parent's day at the office on most nights and The Brady Bunch, with their good intentions and moral dilemma's beat real life ones any day.  The convenience con had begun.  Television of course also brought us advertising to digest along with our digestives and packaged TV dinners to accompany our folding metal tray tables.  Here we could learn about getting food faster to our door with little or not much effort at all.  And from there it became even easier.  Convenience nowadays is any number of choices of takeaway meals chauffeur driven to your door so you don't even need to drive up to a drive through to get it.  It comes with it's own driver.  My God, I hope Minnie never discovers this, she won't fit through the door.  I'll stick with the dining table for now.

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